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So, because of my distress over my recent bad dream, I decided to step up the exercise a bit.
I have 2 friends that love cycling classes or Spinning as some know it. I am pretty sure I like an intense workout so, I decided to give it a shot today.
So, I went to my first cycling class.
It is a good thing that I don't have to type with the part of my body that sits on the seat of those bikes. That part is feelin' some pain.
The instructor promises that it will get better. Ukay, like when? She congratulated me on standing up so much during the hills to really "push myself." I was thinking, "Yeah, I was standing up, because I could not sit down!" Seriously y'all - those seats are torture instruments to be sure.
I pass the cycling room every time I go to another class at the gym and now I know why. Why I keep on passing it, that is. It scared the bajeebas out of me. You know it is back to that being afraid of the unknown. Well, now I know.
So, I just have a couple tips of how to know that you might be in trouble in an exercise class.
- You enter the room and it is dark. It's full of people who are ready to work out, but it is dark. This, I believe, is so you can't see the pain in each other's faces. Otherwise, you might realize how much it hurts and actually leave the class.
- Aerosmith is the music of choice followed by Queen's Another One Bites the Dust. Seriously. Your instructions: climb the hill until the song is over. Who knew that Dream On lasts for an entire 4 minutes and 36 seconds?
- The girl on the bike next to you is training for her next triatholon. And she helps you adjust your seat because she is not only in great shape but she is nice, too.
- On the way in, you see another friend and she says she will pray for you.
- Your friend that you are meeting in the class has graciously picked the two bikes in the front row right in front of the instructor. She is so excited you are going to get the full experience! No cheating up in the front row!
But, seriously, it was fun and I plan to try another class on Monday...but not without a new little nifty gel bike seat. I am all for changing things up in the 'ole exercise routine, but not without the proper equipment!
4 comments:
Ha, ha. Very funny. I have taken exactly one spinning class in my life. It was at a time that I was in great shape. I found it physically challenging, but due to the bruising (yes i had bruising...ya know where I'm talking ablout) I never did it again. I'll stick to running, thankyaverymuch.
I think the gel seat will help. I have one on my mountain bike and it is much more comfortable.
What is the point with trying to kill us with the stupid bike any way. Why can't you just ride it really fast, can't we get the same workout? Oh you poor child. I think I had the trainer from hades, I wasen't spinning fast enough. I thought I'm not trying to generate electrity here just exercise. You should have a child who lifts weights and wants to "help you get in shape". Bless his heart he had good intentions but I told him that the life insurance policy was in his daddy's name. The bar on the weight bench only weighs 15#'s ok. I was suppose to do 3 sets of 10. After 1 set of 2 I begged him to let me up befor I died. No mom, no pain no gain, to much pain no car I said. Works every time. He has started walking with me, we are going to the weights a little later. Oh the reason I need to work out, high blood preasure, and chlosteral. Blood preasure is down not the chlosteral will have to take meds for that. Oh well.
Thanks for the support ladies! I am feeling much better today. Finally. And I am headed back tomorrow! Wish me luck!
Hey Girl! Love your blog! :) and NOPE - I don't exercise...but yes I really really really do need to...oh well. I wanted to share with you that your quote on your blog about the "bud remaining closed" was on a card a friend sent me back in 1998 - while I was still struggling with clinical depression. I put the card on my fridge and one day, it finally hit me...and I took a chance to make a change since it definitely was becoming more painful to remain where I was...I get it!
Love,
Mary Ann
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