ADVENTURES IN SPINNING 
Saturday, a girlfriend of mine and I decided to embark on a spinning class. Now, I have tried spinning in the past. I was still in my pre-two babies body and was only concerned with toning. Oh, those days. Anyway, I lasted all of fifteen minutes. Clearly, I knew I could not keep up with the fake ass Lance Armstrong's but I must say I was a bit surprised that I could not hang with the 50 year old woman spinning in her boat shoes and fanny pack. Under these circumstances, I believed my exit was well warranted.
Back to Saturday. So we get to class, get set up on the bike, drink some water, breathe deeply and wait for the house music to begin. I observed the fulled mirrored wall and saw very quickly why I needed to be in this class. Baby pooch and all. As expected, the spinning elite enter the class and the instructor announces that the class will be an intermediate endurance class. Ok, endurance and intermediate sound doable. I can hang, right? I start off well. The class is full and I am keeping up with the spin count. I guess the Zumba, kickboxing, walking, and yoga are paying off. A few minutes in and my posterior begins to hurt like none other. The seat is not comfortable, so you would think when the instructor calls for standing spinning that I would jump at the chance to ease my behind. Not so much. I am not sure which is worse - the pain from the seat or the pain in my thighs from the standing.
The instructor is cool. She is giving guidance and encouragement but one of the spinning elite was not impressed. He was a well built man who looked in the face to be in his early 40's. He took it upon himself to be the class cheerleader. Here are some of his words of encouragement...
"Shut your haters down. Shut your haters down."
"If you don't love you who will? I said, who will?"
"Look in the mirror. Do you like what you see?"
"Your haters are at home on the couch right now. At home on the couch."
"You gonna have some more haters after this."
"Hi haters. Hi haters."
"Don't look down. Look in the mirror. Don't look down."
"Ah yes. Move. Move. Move"
"Push through. Push through."
Yes, he was obnoxious but I'll be damn if I didn't stay till the end. I'll be back for more pain. I need more haters.
FISH AND VEGGIES FOR LIFE
So in case you missed Halle Berry at the Golden Globes last night, here she is reminding me of why I should only have carbs once a week and why I should only be eating fish and vegetable (and maybe a banana, for the potassium, of course). She also reminds me of why I love my hair short. Thanks for getting me back on track Halle and reinforcing why Peanut Brittle should not be part of my daily diet. Sorry See's Candies.
What do I need to do for a back like this?