No rest for the wiry

Forget lazy days at the beach! Skinny Type-A Hamptonites are spending their holidays fighting for front-row spin bikes

IT’S 9:30 on a recent Sunday morning in Bridgehampton on a glorious sunny day, made for hungover walks on the beach or bike rides past picturesque vineyards. But all over the upscale enclave, models, moguls and housewives aren’t feeling the sun on their faces or sniffing the ocean air. They’re battling to get into a dark room to run on a treadmill or spin on a stationary bike.

“The people here are proud to be fit and are addicted to it,’’ says John Foley, 44 and founder of cycling company Peloton, who was at Barry’s Bootcamp in Wainscott on a recent morning. “Years ago in the Hamptons it was about eating Cheetos and smoking. Now everyone is walking around with organic juice.”

Bottle service and late-night dancing may have been the adrenaline rushes of choice a few years ago for fab Hamptonites, but now they’re spending their supposedly relaxing weekends fighting for spots in spin class or getting their heart pounding with high-intensity intervals.

To meet the demand, tons of boutique fitness spots — including a new Tracy Anderson studio, and Fhitting Room and TrampoLean pop-ups this season — are opening out east. “If you want to maintain your New York client base, you have to have a flagship or extension in the Hamptons,’’ says Anna Kaiser, who just opened a branch of her AKT InMotion studio in East Hampton.

Getting the best spots in the best classes has become a summer obsession. “People are clawing and clamoring to get in — it’s social and you get to shake your booty,” says Estée Lauder president John Demsey, whose drug of choice is Brownings Fitness in Southampton, an ultra-exclusive spin class held in rooms with just six bikes. “We are in alpha city: When somebody says you can’t have a spot, you want it even more.”

Paying thousands of dollars for advance booking privileges has become a must for many fitness-crazed Hamptonites. Andrew Lipman, 39, director of global communications for Cadillac, recently paid $4,000 for the SuperSoul program, after getting a bike at SoulCycle Bridgehampton proved too difficult — and had him interrupting business meetings to reserve spots as soon as they opened up.

The$4,000 got him a block of 50 classes (that’s $80per class) anda concierge service that lets him sign up weeks in advance of the plebes paying amere $40 per class.

“It’s expensive,” he admits, “but going out later is less important to me now, so this is cheaper than Champagne at a nightclub.’’

Those who can’t get a bike online — or who want a more prime spot than what they’ve signed up for — duke it out on the waitlist just before class starts. For Carnegie Hill resident, Phyllis Jaeger, 53, it all got to be too much. “It was great but sometimes people would be fighting for a spot or over a bike,” recalls the onetime SoulCycler. “I was like, ‘ladies, get over yourselves!’” Bonnie Munshin, one of the arbiters of the reservation list at Nick & Toni’s — the Hamptons’ most sought-after restaurant — says getting agood bike is like getting a hot table.

“[The classes are] like the restaurant that people goon Open Table a minute after midnight [to book],’’ she says, walking out of a Fly wheel class.

The Hamptons, it seems, have become less of a party and more of a fitness retreat. “I share a house with a couple of friends and we are very active, so at night we have a glass of wine by the fire pit and head to bed by 11,’’ says Soho resident Colin Darretta, 30, an entrepreneur who favors classes at Barry’s Bootcamp in Wainscott. “It’s a fun social hour,” he says.

Of course, Hamptons nightlife is still alive for some. “This is a playground for Type-A people who show up and work out really hard,’’ says Barry’s founder Joey Gonzalez. “But on a Sunday morning we do have a percentage of 20-somethings who call and say, ‘Dude, I’m super hungover from last night, so I have to take it easy.’ ”

People are clawing and clamoring to get in — it’s social and you get to shake your booty.” — John Demsey on the Hamptons fitness frenzy