I used to have this one instructor that liked to use his bike as his own personal soap box. He would throw out his political views and theories and I loved it...thankfully we both supported the same party. He would also mock the gym goers not in his class and say how working out on machines was not working out at all. He would tell us if we felt no pain than we were not working hard enough. It was great. It was just the kind of work out I loved. I would be so score at times that walking became a challenge and going up the stairs became next to impossible. Everyone in the class had this understanding that once you claimed your bike there was no switching...I would hate those new people that would come in mess it up.
I am not a fan of biking outside...I can't get the same satisfaction out of it and it does not help that as a child I had one too many bike fall. When I moved out of Philadelphia to Atlantic City the first thing I did was find a spin class. The instructor and classes were just not to my liking. The music was too quiet and they did not challenge me enough...so I stopped going. I think I just burned out on the whole thing and have not been to a spinning class in about 2 years. Its funny though..sometimes when I am running and I feel like I can't go any more I think back to my spin classes and it helps me through it all. I know I will go back to it one day and I can't wait for it but right now I am just not about it.
If I were still going to classes in Philly I would totally gift the above image to one of my instructors. Cute..right?!
(Image via R. Nichols )
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