You Spin me Round Round

Who ever said biking way easy, obviously never took a Spin class.    I entered the dark domain of Spinners.    I’ve heard the music.   I’ve heard the yelling and the strange calls coming from within.  I’ve even seen them emerge dripping in sweat, but never entered.    One of my best friends who is one of those obsessed spinners was so excited that I was going and she doesn’t even live near me.   Me not so.    But I figured since I haven’t had a chance to get my actual bike ready for riding that I should start training with spinning.  

I’ve got one word to describe a spinning class…… Intense.   It is nothing like riding your bike around town.   It is more like riding your bike up a huge mountain peak dragging a block of wood.   I knew enough from my friend to make sure to get there early to set up my bike.   She further instructed me the rules of spinning,  “You don’t take anyone else bike and you don’t cheat.”    Well I did the first and tried to do the second without much luck.    Apparently, there really is not cheating in spinning.   Hmmm….

So, I’m there with my water bottle, my  towel, and my bike all set up.   I’m thinking that even though it’s intense, I’ll be ok.   I almost didn’t make it off the mountain.   I though I was doing good and I really didn’t think I was taking it easy on myself either.   Apparently, though I wasn’t pushing myself as hard as I was supposed to.    These instructor likes to go around and push you even further.   I must have a very expressive face because after he did mine, I looked at him.    My thoughts must have been loud and clear because he laughed and said, “I love you too honey.”   Oops, I’ll have to work on my cover up next time.

After class my legs felt like jello, my butt was numb, and I looked like I had stepped out of the shower.   My girlfriend has assured me that means I’m doing good.   Not to sure about that, but I will be back for more this Thursday.    Oh, the exciting life of training.

Live, Laugh, Love


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