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Kennedy's Gym

You've heard of Gold's Gym in Los Angeles?  Welcome to Kennedy's Gym in Port Matilda!


John and I are huge gym junkies.  I've been going to the gym far longer than he has, but since we moved to PA, John has joined his own gym (close to the hospital in Altoona) and is found there most days on his lunch break.

When Johannah was training for her half-marathon, we paid for a gym membership for her also.  She is one of those people that if she has a TV in front of her, she can exercise for hours.  Otherwise, she doesn't last very long.

Me?  I was having a hard time getting to the gym with all the health problems I have, and there wasn't much point to it anyways.  I can't do much anymore at the gym with my back problems--no free weights, no Nautilus machines, no aerobics classes, no running on treadmills.  This makes me very, very sad.

So, John decided to take matters in his own hands.  When we sold a litter of pups back in January, we had some extra cash laying around, and exercise equipment was on sale everywhere (thank heavens for people's New Year's resolutions!).  He found the nicest elliptical machines at Sears for the best price.  We headed there and tried some out.


You can see that Hannah was all serious business :-)

We actually picked the top model and John brought it home.  It wasn't enough to just throw it in the basement.  He actually cleaned out a good portion of the basement.

Too, we knew we wanted entertainment while working out, so he headed to Best Buy.  There just happened to be an "open box" clearance sale.  He got our 32" TV for a mere $130!

It took him several days to assemble the elliptical himself and mount the TV, but as you can see, it looks amazing.  I cancelled the gym memberships for Hannie and me, and we are found working out almost daily.

(cue Rocky music) Getting strong now, sucking down eggs now...

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