Friday I’m in Love: Spin Class

I’m not really qualified to love spin class yet because I’ve only been to one in the past ten years.  Over ten years ago I was on a spin kick and took classes at the Y a few days a week. But that was more for exercise.  I liked the exercise, but it wasn’t love.  That was before spin was as popular as it is now, at least in my neighborhood.

Now Y patrons beat each other over the heads with water bottles while trying to score a bike.  Spin at the Y is a competitive game, and not so fun.

A couple of weeks ago I hit a spin class with a friend.  At a spin studio with really loud music, clean towels and a disco ball.  It beat the Y by a million.

And while the amenities are nice, it’s the experience that, I suspect, will keep me coming back.  The check-your-brain-at-the-door, do what I tell you to do, and I’ll even pick the music for you experience.

Forty-five minutes without making a single decision.  The workout is just a bonus.

I’m heading there this morning, after a game of Brush Your Teeth, Brush Your Teeth, Brush Your Teeth.

Maybe it’s love.  Maybe it’s just a crush.

If I ever buy the shoes, I’ll know for sure.

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