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Welcome to Racked SF's search for San Francisco's hottest trainer. Over the coming weeks, we'll profile sixteen smoking hot candidates who work at local gyms and studios. Then, once you've gotten to know everyone, we'll host a March Madness-style showdown in which you get to vote for your favorite. Let the games begin!
Photos by Arlene Watson.
Heather Anderson is a songbird who packs a powerful punch. The SoulCycle trainer has a background in singing, and it was the music that first attracted her to the cult-favorite cycling workout. This 4'11" brunette beauty lives for a good playlist, and will have you grooving to the beat of all the music genres during her cardio-packed classes. Want to get in her good graces outside the studio? Try buttering her up with vinyl records, good grammar, or —her guilty pleasure— salty sweet treats. Play your cards right, and she might even sing you a song.
In one line, tell us about yourself.
I have a vocal degree from Belmont University in Nashville, Tennessee, where I lived for ten years before moving to, and performing in, New York and Los Angeles.
Why did you become a trainer?
Honestly, [being a trainer is] the one thing that I've remained consistently passionate about. Working with incredibly strong and resilient people who also care enough about themselves to show up and work for something bigger? Sign me up! It's a dream job, and I'm completely grateful for the way that [the SoulCycle] room has changed my life.
What advice would you offer to someone who is just starting in your class?
Be patient with yourself. Start where you are. Listen to the music and trust yourself to follow the beat by focusing on resistance. Can I also throw in a "hydrate, hydrate, hydrate"?!
Tell us one fun fact about yourself.
I made it to Hollywood Week on Season 10 of American Idol. I'm pretty sure there's footage of me getting sent home in these really cute brown, knee high boots. Side note, I need to find those boots.
If you weren't a trainer, what would you be?