I love this place. I love this place. I love this place. I love this place. It was great to have a gym at work, but I missed the Armory Y, which I only went to occasionally. Now I'm no longer shlepping up to the Upper West Side, and I get to go back to my beloved Y. Here it is, 7;30 AM Monday, not a soul in sight. A glorious hour of me time. Of course, when I got back home, not so much, which is why it was so good to get the time right off the bat.