Spinning With The Devil

JC and I just joined a different gym.

This is good because it means going to the gym suddenly sounds fun again! Everything is new and different and that's motivating. That line of thinking will probably last a week or so, but let me be happy for now!

Well...maybe happy is a stretch..I did a spin class this morning. If you do not know what spinning is, go down to your local gym and ask to take a spin class. At that point, you will be put on a waiting list, possibly be asked to pay to reserve a bike (even if you're a member), and it will be well known that you're lucky they're allowing you to sign up for this super-exclusive club called Spinning, because spinners are hardcore. And spin class is not like kickboxing or yoga, where you can pretty much always squish another body into the room. In spin, if you don't have a bike, you don't Spin! And there are always less bikes than there are eager potential spinners. At my old gym, there were seriously near-fistfights and rifts in decades-old friendships over bikes.

What these people are competing so desperately for is pretty much an hour of sheer misery that will having you crying out for your mama! This is proof positive, yet again, that humans, especially women, will decide they want ANYTHING if you tell them they might not be able to have it,because someone else wants it too.