To a packed house The Blue Sapphire pumped out a rhythm that had us all relative strangers in synchronous pedal stroke up and down the steepest of ladders. Her chant: “How are you Sunday” had us responding in unison in exasperated breath.
The art of spinning is starting to come together for me. Four months in has me comfortable in the uncomfortable zone and balancing speed, cadence and resistance like bacon and eggs and toast. I am even starting to feel graceful in and out of the seat too. Thanks to Carolyn and her “Fine China” metaphor I am placing my derriere in the saddle rather than slamming back down after a strong effort in #3.
A Memorial Day weekend treat was having Carolyn leading us today. And from the back in #38 I must say fellow riders we did look good. A familiar face in Debbie to my right with her carved features showed me she was leaving nothing for tomorrow and that was incentive enough for me to empty my tank just in time for “Mea Culpa”.
The Blue Sapphire is as cute as a lamb but whoever heard of a killer lamb? They just invented it and they call her Carolyn Mellace.
Enigma: Mea Culpa http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k9JF5EqyiBE&feature=fvst
Enigma: Mea Culpa http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k9JF5EqyiBE&feature=fvst
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