I cannot decide what to hope for more, aerobics classes and a weight room at the local Center For Trotskyists Who Know How to Fundraise or someone to theorize about what the heck Professional Wrestler Marixsts would look like.
I confess I too have partaken of organized weight training. I actually enjoyed it and would do more except budget and another concern don't allow it.
I suppose one could go on in fine form about the commodification of everything including the benefits of physical activity.
Or once could confess not only to participating in organized sweating, but also to using time on the exercise bike to keep one's finger on the pulse of Dr Laura and trashy women's magazines. (The print is too small to read the Eccnomist)
Or one could froth at the mouth about how all the various Sweat for a Cause events on sees every years are just a cheap buy-off for corporate sponsors looking to seem health conscious while screwing their workers out of health insurance.
Or one could subvert the dominant paradigm by wearing radical T-shirts and resolutely persisting with a physique that, while more toned due to weightlifting would never get me into the ISO. (Note: I wanna know what ISO chapters were all full of beautiful people. That's not a problem I have observed...)
But it's late and today I do not need organized sweating due to spending a LOT of time chasing a 2-year-old!
DC