gino and i have been members of the YMCA since january. it felt like the perfect option for us because of its wealth of variety – the lap pool, gym, yoga classes, and spin classes (only reserved for when i feel particularly amped). not to mention, a state-of-the-art facility that opened blocks from our home.
since joining, i’ve developed a great love for all the Y provides, all it represents. in a city that prides itself on individual success and consequently fosters an environment of undue competition, the Y breaks down barriers. it’s an anomaly in a world of self-centeredness.
so, in honor of this gem of a place, the following:
at the Y, your workout is your own (and not influenced by the person next to you).
at the Y, your community is mixed – of ages and religions, gender and race. i am your neighbor and you are mine.
at the Y, conversations are had…in the sauna and showers, in the hot tub and steam room.
at the Y, we ALL have beautiful, strong bodies – ones that allow us to move, to strengthen, ones that grant us the ability to engage with one another.
at the Y, you leave your ego aside and connect.
at the Y, we are given the opportunity to be a part of something bigger than ourselves – that by practicing “you doing you,” you become an essential piece to the collective whole.
