Everyone gets into fitness ruts. Mine is the gym; I go several times a week. I occasionally shake up my routine, but the surroundings—same workout equipment, same jockeying for position in the stretching area, same woman with the bobblehead running style on the treadmill—get old. It’s embarrassing that it took me until halfway through the unusually cool New York summer to realize that I don’t need the gym to get a great workout.
On a recent Tuesday morning, my boyfriend and I headed over to the playing field a few blocks away. At our disposal: a baseball diamond on artificial turf, a high bar perfect for pull-ups, and a bench. Inspired by this Men’s Health video we found online, we designed a workout that certainly felt as if it covered the major muscle groups:
Dan reported his leg muscles got a particularly great workout. (Plus, he could flash back to his high school days of doing football drills.) I was enamored of the soft running surface and the fact that our only competition for its use was a ball-chasing dachshund. And we both loved the breeze off New York Harbor; it sure beat the collection of smells at the gym. Most important, we had fun, which is pretty much a guarantee that we’ll keep it up.