
I have been thinking about the concept of exclusivity when it comes to club membership in Ireland. This is following where the streets have no name.
dictionary.reference.com defines exclusivity as some of the following:
incompatible
shutting out all others from a part or share
noting that in which no others have a share
disposed to resist the admission of outsiders to association, intimacy, etc.: an exclusive circle of intimate friends.
admitting only members of a socially restricted or very carefully selected group: an exclusive club.
Catering to a wealthy clientele; expensive: exclusive shops.
Ok, hands up! I am currently a member of an “exclusive gym”. The “exclusivity” like most things comes with expense. I paid over the odds to join. I was primarily motivated by the desire to work out in a bright, clean and spacious environment. My rationale for joining was that I hoped this place would be free from many of the meat head bouncer types I saw in the pay-monthly gyms in town. I had also seen enough briefs and red pubes and aldi bags to last me a lifetime. I was sick of seeing guys inspecting themselves like an Adonis a few inches from the mirror after lifting some lead.
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