I like my gym -- convenient hours and locations, well-maintained facilities, boppin' tunes, weight-loss advice that in fact works (if you follow it), etc. etc. (did I mention the hairdryers? the hairdryers are great). But if I have one complaint, it's that sometimes the showers turn icy cold without warning. Why does this happen? And, more importantly, why does this happen to me? Well, as BoingBoing kindly explains, when the gym is crowded, no one is spared. Here's why cold water indifferently rains down on the svelte and not-so-svelte alike:
Thursday, February 21, 2008
On Cold Showers
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Labels: Ice, Nerves, NYSC, Self-Referentiality, The Mundane
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Pagophagia
I had no idea about the recent surge in demand for chewable ice, the existence of the Air-Conditioning and Refrigeration Institute, or Vince Gill's* penchant for pagophagia ("Europe is a drag," he says. "I ask for ice, and they give me one or two cubes. They're stingy with their ice. I'd never survive there") until I read this Wall Street Journal piece, a story which does wonders for restoring my faith in the trend piece** in general. I recommend the video ("Once you get that ice you feel -- I just feel good inside") too.
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Labels: Foolishness, Ice, Journalism, NYO, Trends, Wall Street Journal