David Barton gyms are scary. The man himself seems OK, what with the spiky hair and goofy grin and party-throwing wife, but his namesake sweat shacks, with spotlights on the machines and like DJs, are more than a bit overwhelming. And that was before they were serving drinks! Over at True/Slant, Katie Drummond reports on Barton's collaboration with a vodka company and the havoc that could come from it. We'll stick with Vitamin Water and the YMCA, thanks.
