Out for Blood

I thought that puddle beneath my bike looked red today. KSC is the only place where getting bludgeoned is what I expect and demand of myself.  And who can get so much out of us than Kristen.  Just when I think I am giving it my maximum effort I dig down and find something better, something faster, and something stronger.

There is never time to rest in KSC and I have come to the realization that there is barely time for recovery in the hour allotted.  And resting is a waste of time we have 23 hours in the day to do that.

 And with that revelation I have also made an adjustment when I sit back in the saddle and that is to pick up my RPM’s no matter what the current “road” is.  I finally got it in my head that when I sit my heart slows automatically and picking up speed is part of the recovery.  I liken it to hill climbing when I ran foot races.   The downhill was not a place to rest from the climb but a time to accelerate and pick up speed. 

I asked Nancy who might be amenable to talking to me about what Kristen’s Spin Class means to them, and she mentioned Lorraine.  And Lorraine said what a lot of us must feel and that is that there is no better motivator than KG.

 Not earth shaking but one of our female riders shocked me and compared spinning to the peak sensation.  You know the peak sensation, it’s a 6-letter word that starts with O and ends in an M?  I thought that was an unusual comparison but all right I never thought of it that way but this anonymous interviewee said a lot of her non athletic friends always ask her what spinning is all about and the word orgasm was the only one that seemed to suffice.  I still think it feels like I am kicking my ass but everyone is entitled to their opinion.