We live in an age of wonders, they say. Forget your jetpacks; your iPhone boasts as much computing power as Apollo 11. But perhaps we left behind some technologies worth reviving for anybody who’s ever groaned out loud at the idea of dragging ass to the gym. Behold, a 1938 contraption for exercising via electrified gloves.
“The robot exerciser does your exercises for you,” the announcer promises. You just dab the gloves with water, plug into a four-pound box containing a battery, and rub yourself all over. Or you could skip the pretense at muscle toning and just use the damn thing as a vibrator. Just a thought!
