To prepare for my 24-minute running adventure, I carb-loaded. I’m pretty sure it wasn’t necessary but I’m a born-again runner and I’m relearning the rules.
Over the last few weeks, I’ve started to run again. Like outside. On the ground. Not on a special space machine. I’m pretty appreciative of this development.
In classic Haber-fitness-bargain-hunting fashion, I bought a 5-pack of classes for Pure Yoga on Gilt City.
I jumped at the purchase because I had memories of Pure’s Figure 4 Barre classes being incredibly challenging, and their locker room looking super posh.
I had been crushing on SLT for a long time before I signed up for my first class. I don’t know what took so long. I think my hesitancy was driven by the price tag. At $40 a class, SLT costs a few more buckaroos than the already pretty pricey classes I attend regularly.
Despite that, it’s still competitive to nab a spot. I had to sign up a few weeks in advance to go to the Flatiron location.
Last Saturday I rode my bike from my apartment on the West Side, through Central Park and then all the way down Park Avenue to the Brooklyn Bridge. And back.
How was I able to do that? Because I am a biking goddess! And because the NYC DOT closes Park Avenue to car traffic from 7am to 1pm the first three Saturdays in August in a festival called Summer Streets.
Around Christmas I bought a 5-class pack to Epic Hybrid Training on Amazon Local. My ankle was still pretty bad, but at $10 a class with six months to use it, it seemed worth it. Matt bought one too. It sounded like a nice thing to do together. (Spoiler alert: we’ve only gone together once.)
So what is Epic Hybrid Training? It’s a studio with two NY locations that’s set up to prepare students to kick ass at Spartan Races. (You know those races where warrior-like humans crawl under barbed wire and through mud?)
Not this kind of Spartan: