As an avid cyclist, it feels odd never having been to a spin class; it’s like being at a family reunion and not knowing the cousin that everyone is talking about. So when I met our incredible Coach Amy, I knew this was my chance to try this indoor offshoot of the sport that I love.
The class was set to start at 6:00am, early but not impossible. My alarm went off and I sprang up to start the day:
Getting ready proved to be more challenging than I had thought. Never having been to a class, I was completely in the dark as to what to expect when I got there. I went with cycling gear rather than regular gym attire; I figured that the gear that can get me through a century should also be able to get me through a 1-hour spin class.
As I was heading out the door, with car keys in one hand and coffee in the other,
I caught a glimpse of my beautiful new bike, George, sitting all alone in the corner.
I thought of how cold it has been, how icy the roads and bitter the winds, and how sad it made me that on the first day of dry roads I was getting in my car to drive to the gym, to go inside and get on a stationary bike. That is when…decisions were made.
20 degrees has never felt warmer. As I rode off, I sent my best thoughts to those who were stuck in traffic, on the way to the gym to ride their bikes inside. Some day, I promise that I will take a spin class, but today was not that day.
Tailwinds!
Whitney McKiddy
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