Deb, without you, Jenna, Cloe, and Lilli, I could never have had a foundation strong enough to write this book.
I want to thank my mom and dad for making me. Dad, I know we talked about this the last week you were on this earth, and it’s finally here—so enjoy it in heaven with my little brother, Seanny. Mom, you really taught me compassion and love, and that has been at the center of my teaching since I began. Thank you.
Tiff, Julye, Griff, and Emz, I love you so much. Sandy Lynch, for taking care of my grandma with such love. Thanks for being my family. You have no choice!
Grandma Stella, for teaching me that working hard and staying in shape are important. Trying things without “askin’ what’s in ’em” is fine. Take risks, get rest, and wash your face. Then finish what you started. Finally . . . I finished something great!
Elizabeth and Julie, thank you for believing we could create magic together, even when the music was too loud on Seventy-Second Street. Thank you for trusting what I was up to on the other side of the frosted glass door.
E, you’re the best wing wifey around. Without you I’m a mess!
Thanks to my entire incredible team: Winston, Lauren, Margaret, Benjamin, and Suzanne.
To my publishing squad of Henry Ferris and Kathy Gordon, thank you for your loyalty and faith that we could create something life-changing!
I want to thank Geralyn Lucas and Lily Neumeyer for the countless hours they spent helping me kick-start this book.
Thank you to Meredith Geller, Dr. Suzanne Steinbaum, and Michael Gonzalez-Wallace for their brilliant contributions to this book.
Thank you to ALL my SoulCycle family. You know who you are without my saying!
To all of my LA friends who have witnessed the “cracker” become a responsible adult.
And to every single one of my students over the last two decades, I hope we can continue on this journey together to the end of fitness time. Some of you started as students, became friends, and have become chosen family.
Eighty-Third Street is my home. The Hamptons is my peace. Thank you.
Happiness, joy, love, and light, Deepak . . . you are a divine being.
Oh, and thank you, Oprah, for being my beacon of awesome. And Kelly Ripa for your loyalty and effervescence every year for a decade.