Heather Hardy needs no clock. Time ticks in her head, measured by the training she does, the clients she has at the fabled Gleason’s Gym in Brooklyn, New York, the late-afternoon pickups when she has to get her daughter Annie and the very second she sits down and quickly falls asleep to begin the process the next day.
She is 35, the single mother of a teenaged daughter who does all of the things a parent on a fixed budget is supposed to do, like laundry and cook dinner, and yet Hardy is willing and confident enough to start something new.