Myth of the Modest Woman
One of my favorite travel hobbies is touring gyms. It makes sense: I spend a lot of time on such expansive platforms devoted to the production of sweat, and I try to find places I can enjoy.
Earlier this year I happened to walk through one of the more facilities in Idaho.
“Over here we have our workout room.”
A vast, cavernous stage with dumbbells and other heavy-handed equipment. Ah yes. This scene overviewed a pleasant plain of ellipticals at standstill, watching over the bodybuilders below.
And then a room: “Female-only Exercise Room”
What is this?
“This is where women come to work out who don’t feel comfortable on the floor in front of everyone else”
What does that mean?
“That means that if you don’t feel comfortable around other people, you can come in here where there are only women.”
A score of glistening females, pushing, pulling, carving their bodies into submission, away...
