Favorite Son Lance Armstrong has gotten plenty of local kudos (and why not?), but the folks at 24-Hour Fitness (Hancock Center) have spared no expense or emotion in establishing the sanctuary of the First Church of Lance, Cyclist. There’s an enormous LiveStrong bracelet over the reception desk; a Lance Honor Wall (from baby pictures to anatomical stats to autographed tour bike); action photos and banners on every available pole (one apostate bodybuilder sacrilegiously dislodged a banner, the better to see his pecs in action – is nothing sacred?); even holy scriptures from the Gospel of the Lance (“What am I on? I’m on my butt on a bike six hours a day!”); and a sacred plexiglas-front locker in each locker room (complete with preserved bodily relics like the Lance’s cycling shoes and UT sweatshirts). Rome may have St. Peter’s, but we’ve got Lance! And Sheryl! Hallelujah!
