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The first time we tried BPM Fitness was on the very first day they opened their doors. The studio was launching their highly anticipated indoor […]
Hi, my name is Bailey King and I am a self-proclaimed barre-dict — yup, that’s a “barre addict.” The pulsing and squeezing is 100 percent […]
Cult-followed, probiotic-filled The Coconut Cult yogurt is currently only available at one spot here in Philly — Snap Kitchen’s Rittenhouse location (1901 Chestnut Street). And even though […]
I’m not one of those people who thinks carbs are evil. I love carbs. Carbs are fuel. Dave’s Killer organic bread is practically my comfort food, […]
Running on the treadmill is to runners what eating at a Roy Rogers off the highway is to a road trip: A last resort — […]
Last Saturday, I found myself in a Solidcore class at 10:30 a.m. The studio, home to a popular Pilates-style workout done on a resistance-based machine, […]
I hate yoga — hated, I should say. That opinion never bothered me because I thought I gave yoga a fair shake and it, like […]
The Need-to-Know Beginner friendly: Yes. Time commitment: 45 minutes. Cost:$12. What: Pound Fitness at Philly Dance Fitness, 1624 South Street, Graduate Hospital. When: Wednesday, February 10th at 8 p.m. […]
“Just relax your leg!” the doctor said with a smirk while shaking my suspended limb back and forth. “My leg is relaxed, it just refuses to […]
To say I enjoyed the 12 minutes I spent trying 10-20-30 training on Sunday morning like I would enjoy, say, a mimosa followed by a […]
Growing up, I always had a book in my hand. In middle school, I read “A Mango Shaped Space,” by Wendy Mass, and it quickly […]
When I tell you that there was not a minute — not a single minute — during the new hourlong hot barre class at City Fitness’ […]
I don’t know what I was expecting when I stepped off the trolley in West Philly onto a deserted stretch of Lancaster Avenue on Monday […]
Let me just start off by saying that I am petrified of heights. Like, “why-did-you-pick-me-up-two-inches-off-the-ground-put-me-back-right-now” kind of petrified. It’s not that I don’t like being […]
I don’t like water sports. Not one bit. I developed this distaste circa age five when, during my weekly YMCA swim lesson, we learned how […]