About two weeks ago, Adam, the captain of our Ultimate Frisbee team, and all around good guy and friend, got me thinking about “spinning” (for those of you who don’t know what that is and don’t want to click on the link, spinning is basically indoor cycling, but an actual class rather than an individual endeavour). Molly and I agreed to give it a shot this Wednesday, as we were looking for something that would help increase our stamina for when we played Ultimate Frisbee, and basically get into better shape.
I will admit, while I have lost a bit of weight recently, I am still somewhat out of shape, and I huff and puff when I’m running around, trying to get open for a pass, or even cover my opponent. Biking to and from work has helped a bit, but in the long run, I want to add a bit more to my exercise regimen, and spinning seemed to be both an intense workout and a lot of fun.
Well, initially no.
For the first 20-25 minutes, my thighs were burning something fierce, I was out of breath, I found the room to be too hot and stuffy, and I started getting some serious cramps in my calves to the point where I would cry out from the pain and spend a minute or two massaging them. Honestly, I hated it, and wondered what the fuck I was doing there in the first place. But, this was pretty much my first time ever spinning, so I was being a tad bit judgmental. Molly and Adam kept going, and only two people in the class left halfway through, but I wasn’t about to give up. Hell no. I had something to prove… mostly to myself.
The last 20-25 minutes of the class, my thighs weren’t burning at all, and while my calves were slightly cramping, I ignored the pain, and just shifted my legs so I wouldn’t feel it as much. I was sweating like crazy, downing water, and mostly just closed my eyes so I could focus on what I was doing (and also because the sweat was burning my retinas; note to self: get a sweatband). Our instructor, Quintin, near the end asked how many more songs we should go through, and some people mumbled one or two, and I was in the zone and was about to yell out “Five!” (mostly to be a smartass and force myself to put my money where my mouth was), but Adam beat me to it by shouting “Two!”, so two it was.
Next time, Adam, next time we’re doing FIVE.
In the end, it was a great workout, and never once did I feel that I was competing against anyone or felt like I was being judged by anyone, which is usually the case when you go to work out. Everyone there was friendly, and even Quintin said to go at your own pace, don’t go crazy, and just enjoy yourself… and I did. I’m definitely going to go back, and perhaps after a few months, I’ll be able to spin as fast as some of the other hardcore spinners there, as a few of them were going nuts. We’ll see about that, though.
Adam, many thanks for letting me know about Quad. I’ve passed the place hundreds of times on the streetcar and never knew what an awesome environment it was, or how fun it could be. Can’t wait for the next class!
For my own info:
- Handlebars: Two
- Seat height: Two
- Seat horizontal: Half of one