Party Like It’s 1997

I might be biased by the fact that I was a very impressionable twelve years old, but 1997 was a true golden age of music. The world gave us so many hits that year: Chumbawamba’s Tubthumping, the Verve’s Bittersweet Symphony and Backstreet Boys’ Quit Playing Games (With My Heart), to name a few. We gotContinue reading “Party Like It’s 1997”

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Runner’s High: An Elevation Guide

You know that sinking feeling when – despite thinking you’re in pretty good shape – you go for a quick little run and can barely catch your breath? We’ve all been there: you lace up all excited, expecting to knock your workout out of the park, but then you find yourself huffing and puffing withContinue reading “Runner’s High: An Elevation Guide”

Well, I’m Soul-ed

I finally did something I said I’d never do. No, I didn’t voluntarily enter a haunted house. No, I didn’t go to Times Square for fun. No, I didn’t fly to Hawaii so these FaceTiming first cousins could finally meet snout-to-snout. No, friends. I did something far more shocking: this morning, I went to SoulCycle.Continue reading “Well, I’m Soul-ed”

Counter-Intuitive Fitness

A lot of what we now know to be true about fitness and weight loss appears at first counter-intuitive: To lose fat, eat more of it. To look slimmer, gain muscle weight. To feel more awake, exhaust yourself with a workout. And here’s one more: to exercise more frequently, cancel your gym membership. (At least,Continue reading “Counter-Intuitive Fitness”

Runner Vs. Team Sports

My parents encouraged team sports all childhood long, but like wearing my retainer and eating less butter, the pastime never really stuck. Sure, I chased soccer balls in the fall and struck out looking each spring, but it became clear pretty early on that I wasn’t really of the team sport variety: I wasn’t aContinue reading “Runner Vs. Team Sports”

Goals Just Want to Have Fun (Ouch. That hurt me, too.)

Not to toot my own horn, but I’m pretty excellent at squeezing in five to six workouts a week when I have a real, tangible goal on the radar. Training for a marathon? I’ll pop out of bed before the sun every workday for an easy three to thirteen miles. Looking to lose a fewContinue reading “Goals Just Want to Have Fun (Ouch. That hurt me, too.)”

Pop Physique aka Pain Incarnate: A Review

What weighs more: a pound of feathers or a pound of bricks? Trick question. They weigh the same. But you know what weighs a million times more? The one-pound weights at Pop Physique. Don’t be fooled by appearances: these itty bitty hand weights are somehow the heaviest thing you’ll ever touch. I took my first PopContinue reading “Pop Physique aka Pain Incarnate: A Review”

Joining the Mile High Club (Well, Kind Of)

New York City may a hotbed of chic, on-trend fitness classes, but you’d be hard pressed to find me at any of them. While the masses may be flocking to SoulCycle or FlyWheel or some other combination of two fancy words without a space, I’ve largely avoided them, and for plenty of reasons: These classesContinue reading “Joining the Mile High Club (Well, Kind Of)”

AG6 Review, or Working Out in Marioland 

I was raised in a strictly no video game household — at least, until the baby boy of the family asked for leniency — and I’ve mostly appreciated the fact that my childhood was spent in libraries and swingsets and pools instead of in front of a screen. Sure, I loved visiting my best friendContinue reading “AG6 Review, or Working Out in Marioland “