Joining a health club scores you amenities your crib can't possibly provide, and lets you use your Soloflex for its intended purpose (drying underwear). Meet the San Francisco Wine Center, a gym for your liver. Born of two local entrepre-drunks, SFWC's a shared uber-cellar/social center that offers all the things your glåtte Ikea wine rack can't. Become a member, and your base of operation's your wood or steel locker: deposit your collection (case capacities range from a modest 25 to a titanic 450), and SFWC's state-of-the-art polyurethane insulation'll keep your glug perfectly chilled, even as video surveillance records the memories that perfectly chilled wine tends to erase. To showcase your bounty, invite friends to the wine lounge (full kitchen, cedar ceiling, skyline views), or the clandestine, wi-fi'd up banquet hall -- a locker-lined catacomb where, thanks to SFWC's private club status, you and your vino-swilling peeps can get it on ‘til the early m'on. Because everyone needs a little personal training, SFWC employs in-house sommeliers to lead tastings from their worldwide portfolio, helping you round out your own collection -- while your midsection also rounds out, because now you're paying your gym dues to a wine cellar.