Dylan Wexler
July 16, 2019 12:48
I first encountered Body Builders Gym walking along Hyperion, on my way to an experimental/drone show at the Hyperion Tavern. It must have been 10:30pm. Through its many windows, I saw a man wearing a Dead Kennedy's t-shirt, old Sony headphones wrapped over his ears, performing a standing military press. The rest of the gym was quite empty. There was something in this solitary moment that transcended the rat race of life I found myself in, having recently moved to Northeast LA and not knowing what I would do with myself. Well, a couple weeks later I ended up coming back, got a three-month subscription, and haven't left. Quite literally, I enjoy this gym so much I have not switched neighborhoods. An awesome housing opportunity opened up in the Arts District/Boyle Heights. Gentrification aside, I could not bare being farther than a bike ride away. No, this was impossible! The staff is familial, the facilities although on the are much sufficient as long as you are not planning on having an entire gym to yourself during rush hour, and the clientele is great too-- a minimal amount of groaners, very few liftbros, and everyone seems to keep the place sparkling clean. Family owned since 1978, what the heck you waiting for!?!?!