Teaching generations...I earned my 3rd degree black belt many years ago and now my kiddos are…read moreworking toward their black belts. Mr. Mancino's passion for this sport is apparent. Lots of great memories competing and training as a kid, and now I get to share it with my own and with the same coach.

My daughter goes here and she loves it! She started here soon after turning 4, I am extremely…read moreimpressed with how much she has learned in the last year. Her level of comprehension is so much more than I even realized. She has so much fun practicing her kicks and showing off her forms and one-step sparring. The instructors are great with kids. She always gets excited for class on taekwondo days. I highly recommend this taekwondo school!

2 of my children went there for years, both finally obtaining their black belts. It is an amazing…read morechristian based establishment and helped formulate principles in them. I truly appreciated the dedication of the staff and love them to this day!

I trained at FMA for years. Changed my life for the best! Great instructors that push you to be…read moreyour best. I highly recommend.

I love what they teach here! Couldn't ask for a better place to train and learn! Mr. Lund had…read morehelped me better myself not just with training, but with goals in life too!

Way overpriced, and no loyalty. They request you participate in all fundraisers, but if you ask…read morethem for a simple request, as simple as sharing a link to benefit a student that has attended for years, they simply say no, and good luck.

I know this review will sound a little harsh, but…read more... I am a paying member of the YMCA. I don't get an income discount, I don't get a work discount, I just wanted a nice gym membership and so the Y was the first place I thought of. I know they are also a charitable organization and bless them for that...however at the downtown YMCA they allow people from a rehab across the street to shower and use the facilities. They do the same for several homeless shelters, etc. No one on the YMCA staff checks on these people. Once they are in the building, they're not just showering and leaving, they hanging out, sleeping in corners, and so on. I have been trying to add some weight training to my workout and a man was asleep on a free weight bench. He was not wearing workout clothes or anything you would wear to the gym to work out it. Eventually a YMCA worker came and woke him up and asked him to leave after I approached the front desk about this. I guess my problem here is that I was unaware that I was walking around in a building with drug addicts and homeless people. My daughter's hoodie was stolen off a machine. No big deal I guess. Frankly when you pay $50/month for a gym membership you just assume the people around you are all paying for the same service. That being said, I wouldn't be on guard for someone who pays for a membership to steal my daughter's sweatshirt. That's my own mistake for 'assuming', but until I asked about the man sleeping on the weight bench I had no idea that charities gave out shower passes to drug addicts and homeless people that they would be using the same locker rooms without ANY SUPERVISION or tracking from YMCA staff. Again I take no issues with their charity work and applaud them for doing it, I just think the average person who pays a fair amount of cash for a gym membership to a place with nice facilities does not automatically guard their belongings or themselves in the same manner you would as if you were walking down the street in an unsavory neighborhood. Right now it was only my daughter's sweatshirt. It could have been her phone, or her wallet. Yes they have free lock boxes at the front desk, but kids have come in with compact bolt cutters and cut her lock right off in the locker room. So even when you lock your stuff it could get stolen. The police don't care unless it's something like $50 or more. Appearances can be deceiving, and I would probably have signed up for a membership anyway, but a heads up about the company they keep would have been nice.

Nice facility located in downtown Erie,PA. The Avalon Hotel across the street offers free passes…read morefor guests. The staff was friendly and the equipment looked to be in good shape. The facility has three floors that are easily accessible by elevator or by stairs. They also offer a variety of classes from Body Pump to Zumba. I began my visit there with a private cardio session in a separate air conditioned room offered for those who may not feel comfortable exercising in an open space. I then moved the gym to do more cardio and ended my workout in the Rick Burr room where I did some ab work. I enjoyed my visit there and would recommend this facility for those visiting the downtown Erie area.

Ops should have done this along time again. They have updated this gem nicely. Tons of new…read moreequipment. I'm definitely grateful for this place. Please bring back the vending machine with the snacks though. Oh and maybe a steam room? Lol

The gym is freezing. Turn up the heat. Additional equipment is not going to keep members from…read morejoining Crunch if you don't properly heat the facility. Poorly managed.

The Goulash Chronicles: A Descent into Aquatic Purgatory I…read morehave returned from the brink, though a piece of my soul remains trapped in the filter of the YMCA shallow end. For those tracking my descent into madness, prepare yourselves for a tale of liquid treachery and the most disinterested deity to ever wear a polyester whistle. The Treacherous Shallows My journey began following a grueling session with my interpretive hopscotch league. I was seeking the baptismal clarity of the pool; instead, I found a lukewarm grave. I stepped into the shallow end--a depth so pathetic it barely dampened my shins--and promptly began to perish. It was a feat of anatomical impossibility. I was drowning in what was essentially a glorified puddle, my dignity dissolving faster than a cheap bouillon cube. Every desperate splash was a testament to my own physical incompetence, a silent scream for a God who had clearly clocked out for lunch. The Human Tsunami Enter Abdula: a child of such monumental, gravitational presence that his mere entry into the water caused a localized sea-level rise. Abdula did not swim; he displaced. His rolls functioned as organic flotation devices that defied both the laws of physics and the Geneva Conventions. He was a whirling dervish of "fat-chud energy," flailing with a smugness that suggested he knew his sheer mass would eventually beach me like a tragic, hopscotching whale. The Goulash God And then, there was The Sentinel. A towering, golden-haired colossus of questionable Eastern European origin--a man who radiated the "musty gym locker" chic of a disgraced Olympic shot-putter. Perched atop his throne like a bored Roman emperor, he managed a feat of multitasking that would make Gordon Ramsay weep. In one hand: a steaming bowl of industrial-grade goulash. In the other: a cracked iPhone, where he was aggressively day-trading crypto with the frantic energy of a man who had already lost his house. As Abdula's tidal waves threatened to consume my very existence, our "hero" didn't reach for a buoy. He reached for a spoon. He sat there, stirring his stew with a rhythmic, soul-crushing indifference. He watched me gasp for air in four inches of water, locked eyes with my fading soul, whispered a solemn "Walahi," and returned to his failing portfolio. The scent of paprika and despair hung heavy in the humid air. The Verdict Eventually, the universe grew bored of mocking me, and I crawled onto the tiles, shivering and defeated. Abdula remained, a glorious, floating island of chaos. The lifeguard didn't offer a towel; he merely grunted at a particularly nasty dip in the Ethereum markets and took another bite of his meat-slurry. Ambiance: Damp basement meets high-stakes gambling den. Safety: Non-existent, unless you can be rescued by a flying potato. The Lifeguard: A professional gatekeeper of death who prioritizes stew over stewardship. Final Rating: * 5 Stars for the existential crisis. 0 Stars for the rescue. Infinity Stars for Abdula's majestic, physics-defying girth. Beware the Shallows. Beware the Goulash. Walahi.

Amazing place one of my favorite YMCA gyms in erie. But Lucy the front desk representative, very…read morerude.

Excellent instruction.. local legend... Been in business for decades! Jerry Durant would be proudread more