Aren’t expressions funny? If there was no tomorrow, I can almost guarantee the gyms would be empty. I, for one, would likely fill a CamelBak with guacamole, lace up some comfortable shoes and hunt for a soon-to-be vacated hot sauce factory in which I could set up perma-camp.
But that’s just me. Maybe everyone else would really be stoked for free-lifting (that’s a thing, right? “Free-lifting?”).