Last year, I wanted an excuse to write about one of my favorite columns, Emily Sundberg’s “Wellness Is Dead. Long Live the Martini,” and I found one in the popular trend of wellness culture. Right after Covid, young adults with stunted maturity yearned for adventure, which resulted in the resurrection of casual martini-drinking. Then reality hit, and when you couldn’t wake up at 9 a.m. and log onto Zoom calls from your bedroom anymore, spontaneity became much less alluring than it had been directly after we all survived the end of the world.

So people started to embrace wellness culture instead of martinis, and then a lot of them started running, because it was a group activity that didn’t require an indoor gym. And now we have run clubs. I went to my first run club this week (in D.C.), and it was a hoot. Groups ran three, six, and seven miles — us three-milers went at a slow enough pace to chat. These clubs are everywhere. If you’ve any fitness or social resolutions this New Year, why not check to see if there’s a run club in your area?