Upper West Side
fromThe New Yorker
5 days agoRachel Syme Gets Suited Up
Swimming at a nearby YMCA became a consistent routine after trying a refresher course and finding suitable gear.
After a couple of months travelling where I didn't hold back on alcohol and carbs, I decided on radical action to get over my gym-phobia. I flew from France to Thailand, where I moved into a four-storey gym adjoined by 17 hotel rooms. I lived there for a week, taking as many classes, ice baths, saunas and scoops of protein powder as I could handle.