A weird experience at Pure Yoga

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.

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I’m back back back

It’s been nearly two months since my last post.

Cycling 22 miles to Coney Island was pretty much a mic drop as far as this blog and my fitness life are concerned so I’m okay with the dramatic hiatus.

I am certain that questions of my whereabouts crowded web forums in similar style to chatter about Tupac’s disappearance. That is unless you follow me on Instagram. From my millennial-esque oversharing, you know exactly where I was. (#ButWhereisTupacREALLY?)

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