Spin City
I did my first ever spinning session the other day! What a culture shock. After years of outdoor cycling and going to the gym and so on, exercising in the dark with loud thumping music was certainly different. I have not been to a night club for years (I know, poor me) but I imagine that they are as dark and loud and sweaty as the spinning studio.
Coach lady said that as it was my first time I could just see how it went. Well I couldn’t see anything really, as the only light was a black light (I always think that is an odd name for a light – red, green, blue are all lights, but black?). The logo on my shorts was obviously moving well to the beat, but I could not see my HRM at all. Maybe that was a good thing, as I was actually working in my 80% zone for a significant part of the session. I certainly tried to keep well hydrated and I am sure that the Zym helped me yet again.
I promised to go again, and I will, if only to try out the different and various styles of this new form of torture through which I seem to like putting myself!
