The Incredible Shrinking Man

  The puddle beneath my bike was like a lake as I could see my reflection on the floor

All the professionals on Kristen’s staff are seasoned and talented and everyone with their own style and personality.  There are times I admit that when I hear an old song from the 20^th century I get particularly psyched up and tend to go a little overboard in and out of the saddle.  Maureen this past Sunday played some music from The Clash and I was at it again pumping my chest and adding my own voice to the chorus. She said: Who said that?  I owned up because it was a deeply memorable song.   Although I am not a big fan of hip-hop I have gotten to like some of the music that’s popular now.  But there is never again going to be the music they played from my life as a dancer in the 80’s.  Those songs take me into orbit because the memory of those times is attached to them. 

Today’s class as usual was different than any other class, the only thing the same was my pool drenched T-shirt. Even if the music is familiar the coaching always has a new twist to it.  What amazes me is that the intricacies of spinning are starting to fall into place for me between even pedal stroke, resistance on that red dial and RPM.  Kristen reminds us constantly to keep our shoulders from hunching up and God does that make for a more relaxed ride. I have not felt except from the beginning days a sore back or any discomfort in any part of my body because of the way she stresses proper form.

There was a movie from 1957, okay cut the wise cracks I know none of you were born then, but it was called The Incredible Shrinking Man.  The main  character goes through a mist while on his  boat and he starts to shrink and by the end of the movie he fits through the tiny squares on a window screen. I say that because I am shrinking and it’s noticeable because by the time I am showered and dressed I look at my reflection and I say:  Who is that man?  I am so thankful I found what you have all found an absolutely riveting sport that holds my attention and locks out the outside world because when I am here there is nothing else.  Spinning is like I have said Zen to me.