A little over a year ago I discovered something so great that it was too good to be true. It was unbelievable, incredible, beyond belief, inconceivable, unthinkable, and unimaginable. However, it turned out to be true—while it lasted. One year. Today I find out that it was indeed too good to be true. I am talking about ClassPass. Today, the fitness world can mourn the death of ClassPass’s Unlimited plan. People–time to start looking for other alternatives.
Relaxation in a spin class? Unheard of? Nope. Monday’s spin class instructor at Revolve Fitness in Union Square kept encouraging us to relax. Throughout the class, I could hear relax your shoulders, relax your arms, relax your fingers. One would think that the word relax in a cycling room with dark lighting and pumping music don’t mix. Add to that the typical shouted words of encouragement “don’t give up” and the dreaded “ACCELERATE.” Safe to say, the word relax was unusual but very well received.
“One day you will wake up and there won’t be any more time to do the things you’ve always wanted. Do it now” (Paulo Coelho). As I approach my 30th birthday and reflect over the past decade of my life, I deduce the biggest lesson I’ve learned this past year (which might have something to do with my fear of turning 30): It is possible to coast through life and not have control of anything that happens to you. You can become a passive bystander waiting on the sidelines. On the flip side, it is also possible to take an active role in your life and reach for the things you want. It is ultimately one’s choice. It is fitting that I learned this lesson this past year as I scrambled to squeeze in or at the very least start achieving more of my life goals into this decade before approaching a new era.
There are many stories I can tell that support the existence of a little known theory: If you can make it in New York City, you can make it anywhere. The City made me find my inner strength, which I continue to cultivate on a daily basis. This can happen while I’m racing to catch the crosstown bus, running down the stairs at the sound of a subway car approaching, heavy lifting due to moving from apartment to apartment, or walking home carrying (way more than I thought I could handle) Trader Joe’s grocery bags. Since this is my daily life, I can say I am walking the plank all day er’day.