Exercise has never been my thing. Last year at a party I told a room full of people that I hated it so much that if they ever found me dead in a gym they should know that I had been killed elsewhere and my body moved.
It’s not for lack of trying. I have gone to every type of group class there is: Tracy Anderson, the Brazilian Butt Lift, Pilates, SoulCycle. But nothing has ever been able to hold my attention.
Eventually I moved on to a personal trainer, who would spar with me at the end of each session, which I loved. Boxing, I thought, could be my new workout of choice. It’s like therapy without the talking, and an incredible workout. So I was thrilled when my husband told me about Rumble, a boxing studio in Chelsea.
Spotless and modern, it wasn’t what I was expecting. The crisp white walls feature Pop Art prints, including one of Sylvester Stallone, a Rumble investor, wearing branded boxing gloves. A sleekly designed bleacher area in the front encourages guests to congregate before and after class. “For a lot of millennials the gym has become the new bar. This is where they socialize,” says Andy Stenzler, who, along with restaurateur Eugene Remm, former Google executive Anthony DiMarco, and Barry’s Bootcamp super-trainer Noah Neiman, founded Rumble.