What kind of place would have that?

I was locking up the gym yesterday and I just happened to look out into the “yard.” The slack line caught my eye. In the same line of sight, beyond the slack line, sat a row of kegs. To their left? A host of tractor tires. Beyond that? Atlas stones.

I started to ask myself, “What kind of place would have that?”

Obviously, it was a bit of a rhetorical question, but I asked it nonetheless and I kept scanning the gym. There was an adult sized jungle gym next to a playground of strongman tools. Spinning around, I admired over half a doze gymnastics rings, then weightlifting platforms, barbells, a million kettlebells.

I started to smirk.

What kind of place would have this stuff? I mean, really. These people would have to either be the most distracted group of fitness hoarders in the world, or they would need to have an approach to fitness that was open minded, inclusive, fun, old school, technical, educated, unbiased, and raw. I kept looking around and re-fell in love with the entire place.

Is there another place in America where a slack line is tied up next to eighteen atlas stones? Literally, does that exist? I wouldn’t be surpassed if it didn’t. People that walk on slack lines don’t touch atlas stones and visa versa.

The obvious answer to the questions above is, “DEUCE would have it.” There’s only one place like it, y’all. Don’t forget that.

 

Logan Gelbrich

@functionalcoach