Yesterday I did a spinning class, and I didn’t love it (gasp).
In fact, I didn’t love last Friday’s class either (double gasp).
But what if I don’t anymore?
I have no idea what’s going on, but it’s making me more than a little bit heartbroken (look who’s a hopeless romantic now!). Spinning has been one of my greatest loves, right after the Hubby, and the felines, and my fridge, and my vacuum…look, it’s pretty high on the list, alright.
I discovered spinning almost two years ago, and I’ve been hooked ever since. Until lately, and I just don’t know why.
Maybe it’s because I’ve only been spinning four times in the past four weeks, and I used to go three times a week.
Maybe it’s because I’ve really digging the Mixed Martial Arts classes this year, where I pretty much get my ass handed to me on a weekly basis. Did I mention I like getting my ass handed to me? Because I do. I’m sick and twisted, but we can’t all be perfect, or mentally sound. It’s overrated anyway.
Maybe it’s because I haven’t actually taught a spinning class since early December. They’ve got a new schedule and the instructor’s been showing up for every class, so they don’t need me to fill in. Plus, there’s that little thing about me not actually being certified. There’s liability issues, potential law suits, blah, blah, blah.
Maybe it’s because yesterday we did summit surges and sprints to a techno music only version of Celine Dion’s My Heart Will Go On. Truth: I actually enjoy a little Celine from time to time (don’t judge me), but she’s not really motivating me to kick it into high gear. A little Outkast, some B.O.B., now we’re talking. Celine, not so much. Sorry girlfriend. Not that we’re actually friends because that would be awesome. I’d stay at her place in Vegas and roll around in her pools of money. It might get old, but I wouldn’t mind trying. Think of all the fruits and veggies I could buy with that kind of cash. Maybe I’d set up produce stands in the ghetto and eradicate urban food deserts. See, I’m a do-gooder at heart.
This didn’t happen for me. WHY, OH WHY?
Maybe it’s because I’m burnt out with work (Stick a fork in me; I’m done), and that feeling is just rolling over into my extracurricular activities.
Maybe’s it’s because I am sick of the Ohio winter and ready for spring. I realize this has nothing to do with spinning, but I am absolutely sick of the cold and the dark. My snow angel has melted, and I want nothing more than to see the sun for longer than three minutes. A simple request, yes?
Maybe it’s because I need to up my vitamin D consumption or really just remember to take it on a regular basis. If you live in a city where winter comes and seems to stay for months on end (Winter is Coming; The King is Dead), SAD’s is a very real thing and vitamin D helps counteract it. Note, this is not me telling you to run out and start popping vitamin D’s like a crazy mofo. I would recommend a routine physical though and then following your doctor’s advice, unless she tells you to stop cleaning out your ears so much, which is preposterous, ridiculous even.
Whatever the reason, I didn’t love my last two spinning classes, and that makes me sad. Not go jump off a bridge sad or even wallow in a pile of self-pity sad (ignoring today’s post…obviously), but just a little bit sad.
and I will love you just as much.
Will someone please go spinning with me so I can rediscover my joy? Pretty please with a bowl of local ice cream and an organic cherry on top.
I don’t even have any questions today. Just tell me how to love spinning again. Or perhaps I’m being a bit melodramatic because it’s only been two classes. No that’s not right because I’m never melodramatic.
I was really hoping to read you fell in love with Pilates, but MMA is fine too.
I got nothing for you, but I agree about the bleak Ohio-ness of it all. At least this year I filled up the house with plants, and the worms are filling up the plants with happiness, so indoors it’s nice. But when you’re driving across the state from sled hockey tournament to sled hockey tournament it’s bleak . . .
Actually I kind of have fallen in love with Pilates too and it’s the exact opposite of everything I’m used to in an exercise class. Very restful, calming and soothing. My plants, other than my herbs, are all stashed away in the attic because the kitten doesn’t seem to realize they are not food or the enemy.
Yes, the driving scenery must be bleak because Ohio is so flat and all farms, which are basically open sad looking fields this time of year. Maybe we need a kitchen dance party.
I LOVE spinning!! I would go with you THREE times a week for sure!! In fact sometimes I spin too much when I should be running (I say this only because I am training for a half marathon haha.) If you need a break from it though, TAKE it..or you may end up hating it forever!! DUN DUN DUNNNN!
Thanks Brittany. Now we just need to figure out how to get you across country so we can spin together. We’ll see how the next class goes, and if I’m not digging it, I’ll walk away for a bit. Three strikes seems fair.
“Cuting up” the workout sometimes does the trick for me. A new sports bra in a fun color perhaps?
That could be fun. I love your solution Liz.
Love all the signs! I’ve heard spinning classes are super hard!
Thanks Sunnie. Spinning classes can be super hard, but they are also a huge adrenaline and endorphin rush, both highs I kind of like.
I feel the same way today after my morning spin class. It rocked. My day was awesome because of it. Or maybe just because of my mood. Either way. I love spinning too. The music is the key!
Hearing about your love of spinning and why makes me smile. Maybe I just need to read some testimonials until I get my groove back. Having control of the music helps too, which is one of the reasons I love teaching it.
I did a mixed martial arts class yesterday, and it was stellar.
I’m sick on Ohio winter and I don’t even live here! If I were closer, we would totally go spin and eat ice cream. 🙂
Man are you back here again? You poor thing. It’s been months of this, so I’m ready for a change. If you were closer, I’d take you spinning and then for gelato because I know a place where’s it’s natural, organic, and freaking delicious. All the love, none of the crap. They even have vegan flavors made with coconut milk.
Please still be my friend after you read this…. I DONT like spinning 🙁
I would always be your friend, and I’ll share a secret with you. I don’t run, but I have bum and loose knees so me and running will never be friends.
If I was in Ohio I would so go spinning with you!
Thanks Jessie. I appreciate that!!
Well, I’ve never liked spinning, so you’re already months/years ahead of me. Does that help? And who works out to Celine? Sure, there’s a time and place for epic love ballads, but that place ain’t at the gym. Unless you are slow-motion elliptical-ing across the gym to reach the arms of your one true love.
(And oh man, another person who loves ass-handings AND her vacuum? Seriously, get out of my head.)
Yep Celine and the gym simply don’t mix.
You love your vacuum too? Ok, I knew or at least suspected about the ass-handings, but not the penchant for vacuums. This is starting to get weird. Maybe I should take you spinning and then you can teach me how to bench press my body weight. Although we should probably start with half my body weight so I don’t crush myself at the first go around.
You? Melodramatic? No waaaaaay! 😉
Just throwing something out there, but maybe…just maybe you’ve “grown out” of spinning. I remember when I used to be ALL about running…boy was I logging in the miles (ok, so I never did more than like 12 a week, but still…that’s a lot from a girl who always professed to hate running)…and then one day, I started focusing on weight lifting…and I liked it. Then I had a few accident-prone “accidents” that took me out of running. After that, I just didn’t really have the urge to get back into it. I tried…oh boy did I try. I remember being so happy running through my neighborhood, hair blowing in the breeze, sneakers hitting the pavement, but after more than a few failed attempts at finding that happiness again, I just went back to the weight room. I hate to say it was “a phase” because it didn’t feel like that at all, but it’s just not for me anymore. Maybe, instead of forcing yourself to get back into spinning, you should get to know your inner ninja a bit more…then, if you DO happen to get that spinning hair back, you could be the stealthiest spinner there ever was! …Oh my god, that was way too cheesy…even for me! Mmm, cheeeeeeese! 😉
It’s all good. I like a little honesty even when I don’t like it. You might be onto something though and I am really digging the mixed martial arts classes. I’ve always had a thing for ninjas. I really believe exercise is cyclic though. We got in spurts with different things. If it was always the same, I’m not sure we’d always be able to do it so maybe a change would be good for me.
Exactly! Maybe this is just your body’s way of telling you it’s a little bored and need some ninja excitement! 😉