DexaFit Columbus

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to DexaFit Columbus and asked the receptionist with a straight face, ‘Do you have any protein shakes for my dog?’ The receptionist looked puzzled but replied calmly, ‘Sir, I’m not sure if we carry pet supplements here.’ The driver nodded knowingly and said, ‘Oh, okay—can I get one for myself then?’ Everyone in the waiting room burst out laughing, including the confused receptionist. Since that day, whenever someone mentions DexaFit Columbus, people smile and recall the story of the delivery driver who thought it was a gym for canines.

2. At dawn, a jogger passing by DexaFit Columbus stopped in surprise. The air was filled with an unusual scent—a mix of fresh coffee and something vaguely familiar but definitely not health supplements. Curious, she approached the door and heard soft music playing inside—an old jazz tune that reminded her of her grandfather’s vinyl collection. Peering through the window, she saw a shadowy figure moving gracefully around the room, clearly lost in their own world. Turning to her friend who’d joined her, she whispered, ‘I bet it’s just some fitness guru doing their morning routine.’ They both laughed, shaking their heads, until they realized the figure had left—and so had the mysterious aroma.

3. In the early hours of one morning, a curious cat crept into DexaFit Columbus through an open door. Startled staff watched as it leaped onto the scale, causing the machine to emit a series of beeps and chirps. The cat continued its dance on the scale, sending readings that fluctuated wildly between weights of humans, dogs, and even cars. Staff members tried to shoo it away gently but in vain—until finally, a delivery driver suggested they just weigh him for real. After a few minutes, everyone laughed when the final reading came up: ‘Cat: 9.8 lbs.’ The next day, a sign appeared outside: 'Welcome, furry patients!'

4. At dusk, a neighborhood dog began visiting DexaFit Columbus with surprising regularity. No one could explain why he trotted past the gym every evening until one day, someone noticed he always seemed to be carrying something small in his mouth. Finally, someone followed him and saw that it was just a piece of paper—an old flyer for another fitness center down the street. The dog had been delivering them as if on mission, earning himself the nickname ‘Paper Paw.’