Todd Ruppel, the unofficial mayor of the group, invited me to join that merry band changed me as a runner and person. Ben Cheever taught me a lot about writing and life on those trails.
My modern life as a runner began in 1999, when I watched my friend Billy Robins run a marathon at Disney World. Within months, he’d hooked me into his gang of runners. Through hundreds of phone calls, e-mails, and texts, he encouraged and cajoled me through a dozen marathons. He’s a coach and role model beyond compare. His wife, Kendra, by virtue of her unyielding support, knows more about marathons than most people who run them.
As the years go by, I’m increasingly grateful to early influences that set me on a rewarding path, including my teachers at Christ the King School in Atlanta, as well as St. Michael’s Elementary School and St. Thomas High School in Houston. It was at the latter, as a member of the cross country team and editor of The Eagle newspaper, that I first fell in love with both running and writing. My time at Georgetown University not only introduced me to my future wife, but taught me that I might actually make a living as a journalist. I learned both in the classroom, from professor/practitioners like Ted Gup, and in the hothouse of a college newspaper – the Georgetown Voice —where I found through writing and editing (and, most important, being edited) that there is no greater place than a newsroom.
My parents, Dennis and Debby Kelly, have made me the son, father, and writer I am, along with my brothers Wynne and Sam, architects of a perpetual, sometimes multi-continental “brother chat.” I’m grateful to my in-laws, Alice and Jack Kane, for their constant, unwavering support (and for being devoted viewers of Bloomberg TV).
My sons, Henry, William, and Owen, are nothing short of my soul. My wife, Jen, has made countless sacrifices and concessions to my craziness as both exercise fanatic and neurotic writer. I remain in awe of her grace and intelligence.
Introduction:
Take Your Gym to Work
Aarti Kapoor was an investment banking cliché in 2008. She was a study in stress, owing to the hours she was logging at Citigroup as the financial crisis deepened, along with a dash of existential crisis thrown in. She and her peers were scrambling to stay relevant and employed. Top executives at her bank and others were defending themselves to regulators, clients, and their own employees. The promise of a rewarding career on Wall Street seemed increasingly elusive.
Growing up in Princeton, New Jersey, Kapoor had been an especially active adolescent, wide-ranging in her extracurricular interests – ballet, voice and piano lessons, swimming, editor of the school newspaper, admissions tour guide. Tennis became her sport of choice and she ended up the captain of her high school varsity team. At Harvard, she stayed fit, then hit Wall Street, where an extra 10 pounds was practically guaranteed by the demands of a long-hours banking job, with ordered-in dinners and little sleep.
In a moment of quasi-panic about being out of shape, she joined the closest gym to the office, an Equinox gym in downtown Manhattan. She went all in, hell-bent on getting in shape. “I was militant about it,” she says. “And then I was addicted.” Exercise was a refuge and a release, a way to calm her mind while taking care of her body.
The exercise obsession followed her when she changed jobs after witnessing several rounds of job cuts at Citi. Landing at a boutique firm called Moelis & Co., she endured the same hours, but was generally happier, working for a firm a step removed from the aggressive anti-banking headlines.
With Equinox too far from her new office, she reluctantly gave up her membership there and joined a 24-Hour Fitness near Moelis, where she took full advantage of its always-open promise. Some nights she’d leave the office at 2 a.m., run on the treadmill for two hours, go home and sleep, and be back in the office by 9 a.m. “I didn’t like any days that didn’t have fitness in them,” she says, conceding she got addicted to the post-workout high. “I’d gotten out of shape once, and I didn’t want to be in that place again.”
Fully immersed, Kapoor reverted to her adolescent tendency to try lots of different things, an M.O. shared by many of her Millennial generation. Then a new concept landed in New York’s Flatiron district, a downtown hub of high-end apartments, technology start-ups, cool restaurants, and increasingly, fitness studios.
Flywheel, a then-new indoor cycling concept, opened its flagship location across the street from Kapoor’s apartment and, while intrigued, she balked at the price of $30 for a single, 45-minute class. “I thought, who in their right mind would spend that?” she says. Flywheel offered a promotion to building residents for their patience during construction of the studio. She showed up.
Flywheel was tailor-made for Kapoor. While indoor cycling isn’t new – Spinning was created in the early 1990s – Flywheel’s twist is to pump up the competitive element. In addition to the sinewy, barking instructor, Flywheel adds a way to keep score – called the TorqBoard – that ranks every member of the class, in real time. Riders watch while they pull ahead, or fall behind, their classmates. Members keep track of their progress.
As she had with the Equinox workouts, Kapoor went big. “Another class turned into a 5-pack of classes, then a 10-pack, then an unlimited monthly membership,” the last of which runs $375. Her weekday routine included a long run followed by a Flywheel class. Kapoor the banker watched Kapoor the consumer make radical changes to her spending. She asked her parents for Flywheel credits instead of handbags or shoes for Christmas.
At the studio each week, she watched classes fill up and waiting lists form. Over brunch with friends, she heard not just about Flywheel and Equinox, but SoulCycle, Pure Barre, Physique 57, as well as yoga, half marathons, marathons, and triathlons. At the Moelis office, she began to craft a pitch.
The first audience was her mentor, a senior banker named Roger Hoit who specializes in consumer and retail companies. The pitch included sending Hoit, an avid golfer, to a couple Flywheel workouts.
Hoit and his fellow Moelis senior managers gave Kapoor the go-ahead to test her thesis that health and fitness were bankable businesses – an industry comprising companies growing in a way that they’d be taking on investors, seeking investors, getting sold, and going public. In other words, all the things bankers earn money arranging and giving advice on.
Kapoor tacked it on to her regular job: “I did my normal work until 11 p.m. and then worked on my fitness research.” She cold-called companies to meet with their top executives, with Flywheel at the top of the list. It wasn’t long before Kapoor’s side project became her full-time gig. Within two years, she represented Flywheel in a sale of a majority stake, one in a series of companies drawing billions from PE, venture, and public investors. Kapoor now spends all her time banking health, wellness, and fitness companies; she is one of small handful of bankers making their living in the space. The happy collision of her banking and fitness lives included Kapoor’s ability to work out and call it work. “My diligence trips have gotten a lot more interesting,” she says.
Kapoor operates, personally and professionally, in a new sphere and a new economy – one revolving around the mind and body. She has a 94-page presentation (pitch book in banking parlance) stuffed with statistics and charts and graphs. Her bio within that book touts her fitness bona fides, including that she runs roughly 2,000 miles a year, is both gluten- and dairy-free, and is a “serial juicer.”
Her credibility resides not only in her informed view of the market dynamics but also from the fact that she’s the target audience for the companies she’s pitching to represent. Her age – 30 – is crucial to understanding the state of the fitness business and where it’s going. Like her peers, Kapoor lives in a place, geographically and demographically, where health and wellness are a given, where almost every choice throughout the day – when you get up, what you eat, what you wear, what you do, and who you hang out with
