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Paris, 1986. Her name is Nathalie, or Sylvie, it doesn't matter. She arrives at 7:45 AM, hair still damp, yet teased. A turquoise bodysuit cut high to the hips, shimmering tights, pink leg warmers slouched over white Reeboks. Béatrice Dalle and Jean-Hugues Anglade drift through her mind. How beautiful Béatrice was, and how sensual, in 37°2 le matin. In her Walkman, Madonna sings La Isla Bonita.
Officially, she works in advertising on Rue du Faubourg-Saint-Honoré. But for now, her ambition is entirely different. To be noticed, or to cross paths with a TV host. Lift, bend, stretch, smile. Above all, smile.
At the bar, eyes lost in the water, Mireille and Pierre Benzaquen talk about the opening. The 80s belong to aerobics, step classes, and bodysuits. Véronique and Davina teach here; Madonna, Sophie Marceau, and Yannick Noah are among the personalities bound to these mythical years. Jacques Séguéla even coins a nickname destined to remain in the archives: the "museum of body sculpture."
Forty years later, the family is still part of the story. Arthur Benzaquen, son of the founders, belongs to the generation that grew the Masada group and its other Parisian clubs around Ken, including Klay, Blanche, Club Maillot, and Club Grenelle. After four years of metamorphosis, the Ken Club returns in 2026, reclaiming the very essence of its charm. It is a place where you come to train, of course, but also to lunch, converse, and linger.
The 2026 version elevates the ritual: more than thirty disciplines, from Pilates, boxing, and yoga to cycling, Micro Lagree, and even a signature class named Step Or Die. Then, head to the 20-meter pool, cold plunges, sauna, or hammam. Outside, the club now boasts a sun garden with a view of the Eiffel Tower. The annual membership is currently set at €2,800, or €265 per month depending on the plan.
