Review: The Class by Taryn Toomey

“Feel free to lose your shit!” bellows the instructor over a throaty Decemberist song.

My classmates scream, grunt and shake in response.

“The Class” by Taryn Toomey is a sweaty body weight workout in Tribeca right next to the Four Seasons. The vibe is upscale hipster and the studio looks like someone at Goop designed it. The beautiful people in the class move as if they’ve caught the Holy Spirit in a mega church.

I had taken The Class before at a Chelsea Market pop-up event, but this is my first experience in their studio and it’s markedly different. Comparatively, the pop-up experience was akin to listening to a radio edit of an explicit song. The studio version of The Class is not for the faint of heart.

In a yoga class, I never say “Om.” I mouth the words in obedience but I feel awkward actually speaking them. I do offer “namaste” in response to the instructor at the end of class since I’ve convinced myself it’s polite. I like being polite. I do not like making weird sounds with strangers. I like to keep a low profile. Expelling sound as a release is a huge part of The Class but it’s not mandatory.

Despite this, I loved The Class. It’s completely different from all of the other fitness classes I’ve tried, and I’ve tried many. Its closest comparison is likely the odd ball class Circuit of Change  in Union Square. Both involve jumping and making sounds.

The Class is a mix of yoga, strength, cardio and dance. Throughout the class the instructor (in this case Courtney Deri) encouraged us to let go. To feel free. To rip away layers of ourselves and rid our inhibition. I liked her mumbo jumbo, personally. But the music is loud enough that if you weren’t interested in that meditation you could focus elsewhere.

After an hour of jumping up and down,  (I declined to wail in release as others did, but maybe next time) I was both energized and tired.

Worth noting, everyone in the studio was just SO nice. From fellow class-takers to those who worked at the studio. Like above-average kind.

Here’s a video from Vogue mag to give you a feel:


What you need to know

Where is it?
22 Park Place in Tribeca (across the street from the 2,3 at Park Place and the ACE at Chambers)

What is it?
In their words: “Through simple, repetitive calisthenics and plyometrics, participants challenge the body to engage the mind. With guided instruction and carefully curated music, this Class invites students to witness their resistance to discomfort.”

In my words: A mix of cardio and toning, a single activity is performed over and over again for the length of a song. Sample activities: jumping jacks, burpees, spot toning and flapping your arms like a bird. The instructor gives emotional direction like, “let yourself go” in addition to physical instruction.

I will refrain from stereotyping. Instead, I’ll use facts to describe the crowd. The studio is located in Tribeca and costs $35 a pop. 45% of the class was wearing an Outdoor Voices crop top. All but two participants were women.

Will you sweat?

Amenities situation:
No showers but Chanel face wash and serum

$35 a class

Will I come back?
Yes. Though I don’t love their class schedule. (Would love a 6:30pm or 6:45pm class!)

Have you tried “The Class?”

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