September 26, 2008
there's only one way to rock
I went to a spin class for the very first time this morning. I know it sounds kind of silly, and I felt a little silly. But I wanted to watch other people use spin bikes to make sure I was wasn't doing anything bad wrong, and also I wanted to see what a group workout was like.
It was ok, except 1) the standing-in-the-pedals thing turned out not to be a good idea and 2) the high-resistance thing turned out to be really not a good idea and 3) the music was very, very lame. Sammy Hagar, Bon Jovi (I think), someone gender-indeterminate covering "I Want to Know What Love Is," Madonna, some kind of Devil-Went-Down-To-JawJa thing. I started daydreaming about corporate musical America and how samey rawk music has been mixed and how rigid the song structures have been, even over all these decades: 2 verse-choruses, maybe a bridge, a lead, a 3rd verse-chorus or maybe just a chorus, then out, either fade or short stop after repeating some phrase 3 times. The stereo system was awesome. I have never listened to Fleetwood Mac's "The Chain" with everything right in my face like it was this morning. I have heard many rock aficionados speak reverently about Mick Fleetwood and John MacVie and how they were the best rhythm section in the world, but I don't get it. I got caught up in the groupness of everything, and the first time the instructor had us stand in the pedals, up I went. It didn't hurt my leg but I decided not to do it anymore, at least not today. I did, however, crank the resistance way up when everyone else did, and now I'm sitting here thinking "low-resistance, DU-UH" and smacking myself on the forehead. Last night was the first time in a while with no night pain (well, almost no night pain), and now I may have blown it.
Anyway, I did 20 miles in an hour. I wonder what that would feel like on a real bike.
Posted by joe positive at September 26, 2008 1:10 PM
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