Good morning. I had a lovely little tour of the Mid-Atlantic last week. Work brought me to Philadelphia toward the end of the week and my friend Dara got married in Washington DC over the subsequent weekend.
Song of the week: “Follow” by Crystal Fighters (Great to run to!)
Here’s what went down:
Monday: Nothing. People are always saying “never miss a Monday.” I pretty much always miss Mondays.
Tuesday: Core Fusion at Exhale Gramercy (located in the Gansevoort Hotel, tres cool)
Wednesday: 5 miles (ish, I think my Garmin overcounted) with my pal Katy. It felt so good to get up and run in the morning before work. I haven’t done that in too long. I was riding the struggle bus trying to talk while running. But I think I just need practice.
fall in Central Park is pretty great
Thursday: Refine Method + a little extra arms and abs (the #RefineTake2 Challenge ends December 18 and I am still chugging along.)
UPDATE: [Solidcore] informed me that their machines are not megaformers but patented [solidcore] machines. (But they do look very similar to megaformers, if that’s what you’re familiar with!) I visited their website to get the 411 on these pretty ladies.
Michelle Obama’s Arms (all caps because they’re a proper noun in my heart) are enviable. I remember reading that was was a regular at a DC-based studio called [solidcore] and my interest was piqued. [Solidcore] has studio locations in Philly, the DC area and Atlanta.
I tried to take a class on my many work trips to the nation’s capital, but as luck would have it, the studio was always booked. I was in Philadelphia for work Thursday to Saturday last week before heading to DC for a Saturday night wedding and found myself with a little time before my train. [Solidcore] has a studio in Center City, Philly and I snagged one of the few remaining spots in a morning class. (You know something is going to be good when its nearly booked solid at 8:30am on a weekend.)
Three years ago, at age 29, I could not ride a bike. Since then I’ve competed in a Duathlon (Run-Bike-Run), biked in foreign countries (Iceland, Colombia), and logged miles on Manhattan’s busy streets.
I wouldn’t believe it was possible so I wanted to share the story of my journey.
Here’s the story of how I learned to ride a bike:
Coming back to the real world after Thanksgiving is tough. I had a busy weekend with visits to my parents’ house in Long Island, Matt’s uncle’s home in NJ, my college bestie’s first grown up home (with husband and brand new baby included!) in Dobbs Ferry, and more and more and more.
I made a real rookie mistake of going to SoHo on Black Friday (I was headed to a yoga class in Nolita). I forgot that throngs of people actually shop in stores and not on exclusively on the internet. (Can someone explain to me why?)
happy thanksgiving from the Habers
As is new tradition, my family runs a 5K Turkey Trot on Thanksgiving morning. The race we’ve participated in the last two years is in the town of Oyster Bay and this year they didn’t host it. My mom found a new 5K for us to run in Glen Head, Long Island. The race is called the North Shore Turkey Trot and we didn’t know what to expect.
North Shore Turkey Trot 5K
Here’s what went down.