Bronx’s Rooftop Yoga Soars in Mott Haven

Mott Haven’s rooftops bent and stretched last night with the Bronx’s latest yoga craze. Instructor Lena Carter led 30 yogis atop a warehouse, sun setting over NYC’s skyline. Mats rolled out, breaths synced—$15 a class, pure borough zen. A newbie wobbled in downward dog; a pro nailed crow pose. ‘This is Bronx peace—up high,’ Carter says, guiding a twist. The view’s a bonus.

The trend’s fresh—weekly since February, now packed with waitlists. Carter’s a local; last night’s session hit max—rooftop’s edge thrilled some, spooked others. A breeze nearly took a mat; laughter broke the om. Studios downtown can’t touch this vibe—raw and open. #BronxYoga’s popping on X; Manhattan’s jealous.

Some scoff—’Too windy,’ griped a ground-level jogger. Safety’s a whisper—railings hold, but heights scare off a few. A rival’s starting in Soundview, splitting the stretch vote. Still, the crowd’s hooked—50 signed up for next week. Carter’s rooftop reigns; it’s Mott Haven’s calm.

She’s plotting sunrise slots, maybe a park if summer bites. ‘NYC’s chaos—this cuts through,’ Carter says, rolling her mat. The yoga’s a Bronx flex—grit meets grace. Mott Haven’s bending now; join the flow. Bring a towel—sweat’s real.