I’m still grumpy… and grungy. I’ve recently started to listen to Green Day’s American Idiot again. Much to the chagrin of my neighboor because I find myself sing/shouting “I don’t care if you don’t care!” like my life depends on it. And you know what? It kinda depends on it. There’s so much rage that exists in my body. Where the f- did it come from? Why the f- is it there? I have no idea.

But as I get older I yearn for the grunge. My partner and I recently bought a condo and while we looked up in North York we didn’t like it. Mainly because it was too sanitized. Now that’s not me coming up with that term, that was him. But I also went to a library, North York Central Library. It’s great, has a huge space for the kiddos to play. But guess what? It’s clean. Too clean almost. And also way too sanitize.
Another place where I prefer the grunge is in a gym. I remember growing up, my mom dragging me to a gym that also offered childcare (brilliant). It was downtown in the small town that I was born into. At that time downtown didn’t have the allure as it does now. Most people with any sort of money lived in the burbs, as we did. But the gym was in a stretch of grungy businesses, some pawn shops and even some adult shops too situated next to a dilapidated parking garage. As I got older I started lifting weights there too, and they did clean themselves up a bit. But my affinity for grunge must have started young. Now around me there are all these fancy smancy gyms that ooze bougie-ness. But none of them are alluring to me. It’s like the too beautiful people go there to get more beautiful. Whereas I want to go somewhere and grunt it out. Like, lift my body weight in a squatting cage. Or cover my hands in chalk preparing to life 2x my body weight in the deadlift. There’s probably no grunting allowed in those preppy gyms, it would ruin the vibe.
I met a friend recently for coffee and she was telling me about her aunt’s gym. Unfortunately, it’s way out in Victoria BC, but it seems like a place that I would like to spend time in. Why? Because she (Sarah-Jane) targets her clientele to those over 40+. SJ is pretty badass too and is serious about improving lives, especially if you’ve had a kiddo. I’m bummed that I’m so far away, it’s always a joy to meet people that you vibe with. And I think her gym would have the perfect amount of grunge and the right kind of people that you could belt out American Idiot and no one would bat an eye.


