“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.
Please sit back and relax as you board this bicycle built for two headed down fitness memory lane.
When I lived in DC I briefly saw a personal trainer. I think I got 3 free sessions with a new gym membership. That trainer was obsessed with the rowing machine. I had never used one before and my introduction to the rower was characteristically spastic. I remember struggling to work the electronic monitor and once that was sorted, to look like a vaguely normal person when fake rowing. I always got my feet stuck in the sneaker cages, which I argued to the trainer posed a serious evacuation hazard. To date, aside from a few brief dances with the rower at the fhitting room, those training sessions were my only interaction with the machine.
I had jury duty for the first time ever this week. The Centre Street courts are deliciously close to Chinatown and a huge plate of noodles was a definite consideration as I headed downtown on Monday morning. But after sitting around all day, eating a heavy meal didn’t sound so good to me any more. Also, we had Chinese food for dinner the night before. (If you were to ask “Who cooks?” in our house the answer would be “Mee Noodle Shop.”)
I searched the internet to find a list of “healthy lunch options for jury duty” and got bupkis. There are tons of recommendations for lunch, but none are for the healthy eater. So I wanted to share with you where I ended up eating, and what your healthy choices are for lunch near Centre Street.
These are all a short walk from the Centre Street courts.
I am not a yoga person. Not regularly at least. Yes, I went to a yoga farm in Spain (photo below) and yes I spent a weekend at a yoga retreat. I loved both experiences. Quite plainly I am a “yes” person. You can pretty much ask me to do anything that requires a plane ride and I’m on board. This might lead some people in the direction of risky behavior. But for me saying yes just means more stretching.
I read all the hype the hype about Lyons Den Power Yoga, a hot yoga studio in Tribeca and despite my yoga class ADD, I thought if I could even like it a little, a yoga class would be good for injury prevention. Oh and generally mellowing. You read this blog. You know I could probably chill out a little. Let’s just agree to agree. View Post