Signing up for a Spinning class seemed like a really good idea last week. Now that it is the day of class…not so much. I’m sure that once class is done, I will be glad I did it, but for right now, I’m just dreading it.
For one, I am extremely tired. I could curl up on my desk at work and fall right to sleep. Second, my work schedule has prevented much working out beyond walking here and there, so Spinning class is way out of my current comfort zone.
The class is small, so finding an anonymous bike in the back is impossible. So if I collapse a lung, hyperventilate, pass out, or otherwise fall lifelessly from my bike, everyone is going to notice.
Since the class is small, I had to sign up ahead of time, so if I don’t go, I just took the spot of someone who wanted to be there. I can’t be that jerk. So I have to go.
If I’m not around tomorrow, you will know what happened to me. Maybe send some lovely flowers to my grieving family. But hey, at least a seat will have opened up in Spinning class!
Sweat & Sparkle 