Spin

So, I went to a spin class today. I haven't been to one for five years. I didn't expect to be the best but I didn't expect my butt to be as sore as it is. In the middle of the class, I vowed not to return ever again. That was before the cool down. First let me tell you a little about my teacher. He was a nice guy. The gym instructor type, dressed head to toe in spandex and a body lean and trim. He was very clean cut with a thin little mustache above his upper lip. (you know the kind where you have to look twice to make sure it is actually hair and not dust) He spoke to me before class and I thought that with his soft voice and quiet manner, he would not keep the energy alive in the class. Then, the lights dimmed, the music started and it was like I was in Marine boot camp peddling a bike uphill with flat tires. Not only did he YELL but he could see EVERYTHING we were doing!!!! I didn't know if I would make it through the class. I had visions of being carried out on a stretcher with him yelling in my face as they carried my body out to the ambulance. I was afraid to get off my bike because I seriously thought that my bum was broken. It was so sore!!! How in the world do bikers do it? And I know this is vulgar but I just have to ask, did I need a special cup for spin? Because I was in agony but I was looking around the room and everyone else seemed to be enjoying it. Ok, the best part........the cool down song was Christina Aguilara. You know that song that says, "I am beautiful, no matter what they say, words can't bring me down, so don't you bring me down today" Well, when this part of the song came on, my spin teacher would stop, spread his arms above his head, close his eyes, and sing as loud as he could. He did it with so much heart, soul, and emotion that I truly believe he was singing that song to someone in his mind. For that reason alone, I will attend his class on Thursday morning, if my bum has healed.