Just like Bally's except...

Since Seoul appears to be a terrible city for running--the air is polluted, the drivers make a conscious effort to run you over and it's very, very hilly--I joined a gym. Another intern who speaks Korean helped me through the process, which essentially entailled my turning over my credit card and later signing something. I believe this is how people wind up as prisoners on Japanese game shows.

The gym is nice, but very weird. For starters, there's a uniform. Each time you come in, you receive a set of gym clothes from the front desk. For men, it's black shorts, a grey t-shirt and grey socks. Women get the same, but with a red shirt. You are also expected to bring separate shoes to wear while working out. The first time I went I arrived in my gym clothes, and received all kinds of weird looks for not being in uniform. One of the trainers actually came over and told me that my shoes were dirty and asked if I needed new ones. I declined, but am probably sticking with the uniform from now on.