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Austin Fitness & Wellness: A Sleepy-Blogger’s Guide to Not Sucking at Self-Care

@Freya Holm2/8/2026blog
Austin Fitness & Wellness: A Sleepy-Blogger’s Guide to Not Sucking at Self-Care

my wrist has this weird cramping thing going on from too much grip on drum sticks and too little grip on my own life, so i figured i’d check out some actual functional spaces in *austin that don’t smell like expired protein powder and bad intentions. it’s june. it’s 94°F right now. it’s 2024 and half the people at Whole Foods are still arguing about whether almond milk counts as a beverage.

river near buildings during daytime


drunk advice: “if you’re doing burpees in front of a mirror at midnight, you’ve already lost the plot.” - overheard outside baton creek yoga at 1am

let’s be clear: austin is insane. like, zillow told me rent went up
another 12% this year. for a closet-sized studio with a view of someone else’s avocado toast. but despite that, people here are still pretending they eat clean and work out 7 times a week. bless them.

crossfit 612 screams alpha dominance



i went to
crossfit 612 once because my tour manager dared me. dude yelled at us like he was summoning a storm spirit. is this fitness or exorcism? worth noting: high-intensity environments aren’t always what they seem-especially if you bruise easy. yelp reviews have people either cratering their egos or claiming eternal thigh gains. both seem dramatic.

baton creek yoga is whisper-quiet trauma release



if you’re a fragile human like me,
baton creek yoga might as well be somewhere between a psychic reading and a nap pod. people actually breathe there. not like, silently hyperventilate like in spin class. no lie, this studio’s google reviews make me believe in human kindness again. also, they let you bring dogs. big win.

overheard rumors: “that girl in vinyasa literally started crying during child’s pose and nobody said anything, just started crying too.” true emotional resonance, very comfy vibes.

something a local warned me about: pure barre south lamar*



“don’t go if you have dignity,” someone texted me. again, i tried it. $28 for an hour of me questioning my entire existence while doing tiny movements. those machines where your legs shake uncontrollably? why am i voluntarily choosing horror? the instructor smiled throughout the whole thing-I couldn't tell if she was sadistic or enlightened. check it out if pain feels therapeutic to you, i guess.

man in black jacket walking on bridge near body of water during daytime


data dump:

it’s not all vibes and sweaty mats. living here’s intense:

MetricAustin Factoids
Avg. Rent (1BR)$1,827/month (yup...)
Job MarketTech-heavy (hello Dell, Google, Apple)
Poorest NeighborhoodPleasant Valley
Warmest Month Avg.95°F in August (suffering via sunstroke is an austin sport)


the city’s growing faster than a chatgpt response to “explain socialism in under 500 words.” if you’re thinking about moving here, pray to whoever looks after musicians and fresh college dropouts. no, seriously. austin isn't kind if you can’t afford more than $30/month for wellness.

last thoughts (still tired)



i’m staying in east austin because it’s not quite downtown and not quite hell. austin subreddit people spam “don’t move here unless you’re broke and caffeinated.” wisdom.

if you’re like me-touring drummer with sore wrists and existential dread-I’d suggest skipping the premium boutique studios unless money burns a hole in your pocket like my friend’s vape mod. try starting at something low-key like a community center, yelp local gyms, or heck, walk somewhere beautiful until the heat nearly knocks you out, then sit down somewhere air conditioned and drink whatever coffee isn’t cursed by capitalism.

protip: do stretches that don’t look aggressive. exclamation marks aren’t necessary for effective fitness any more than garlic breath is required for authenticity.


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