After my first yoga class nearly 15 years ago, I left the studio feeling like I was walking on air. The divine intersection of clarity and calm that I’ve since identified as zen was wrapped around me, ushering me through the world. That feeling was so intoxicating and empowering that I kept going back for more: I’ve probably taken close to 3,000 yoga classes since then, even completing teacher training a few years ago. I’ve also found my soul at the bottom of a heaven-sent cocktail on more than one occasion -- and I’ve wondered whether these indulgences make me a bad yogi. Yoga is in large part a discipline of restraint and mindfulness, and guzzling two-for-one happy hour draughts while gossiping about former colleagues doesn’t exactly fit the bill. But it’s also as much about what you’re giving yourself as it is about what you’re taking away. Imbibing will never be as healthy as mastering Eight-Angle Pose. But a glass of wine with a friend can be as enriching as your nightly vinyasa.
It’s no wonder that what started as a trend integrating yoga with wine has extended to pairing other kinds of wellness practices with cocktail hours and beer tastings. Both wellness -- a recently maligned word-turned-slogan that really just amounts to any fitness-adjacent activity -- and a little liquid courage are necessary now that the zeitgeist seems in want of an exorcism. And this type of self-care is particularly alluring during this time of year, when the heightened indulgences and intensity of the holidays juxtapose with the looming expectations of being your best self come the new year. Adopt an early resolution and take care of yourself. Here is everywhere you can chase your relaxation with libations in New York City.