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.)
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:
Oh hello! Last week was probably one of my most fierce weeks in a while. Not so much this week. But I had fun.
Monday: Physique 57in the am. It was the first day of Rosh Hashanah and I have a personal tradition of waking up early to work out before the long sit at temple.
Wednesday: I took a pretty meh Peloton class. The music was blah and I never really hit my stride.
There is some real absentee blogger shit happening here.
Sorry guys. I had a crazy week. But I wanted to pop in to give a little update.
First, I lost my sneakers and with them my custom orthotics. I took an early morning class at the new Barry’s Bootcamp location (27th and Park). The class is hard but the real barbaric stuff happens in the locker room. After class, I raced to the locker room to shower. I kicked off my shoes and put them under the sinks to quickly get in line for the showers (because there is always a line, even if it’s a brand new studio with 6 showers).
I spent the week with Matt’s family in Southern Italy in a region called Puglia. This beautiful southeastern coastal area is known for arid weather, beaches, thick handmade orecchiette pasta, historic piazzas and olive trees.