Sometimes spaces in time create movement in my afflatus and today was such a day. KSC, which is always a Herculean effort but on a Saturday we might not necessarily have some place to go so soon afterwards and to me the class has a festive like atmosphere.
Today the Queen of Spin suggested that our 60-minute sojourn was just 4% of our day. It hit me then we can hardly afford not to allot this small percentage into our daily lives. Hell we waste 2 and 3 times that much on breath in between the mundane parts of our existence.
Today I had a guest rider who usually parks his fit self in Bike 50 under the clock but today in the 2nd row sat Don Berman. Earlier he had been one row back but maybe a malfunctioning Schwinn was his challenge and since there was a bike open on my right he nodded to me as he took to his handlebars. Don is just a bit mischievous and I was wondering just how much we would engage in surreptitious confabs and knowing glances out of eyeshot of the Evil Woman. But yeah-no she misses not a thing and maybe we got away with just a little more than normal because it is her favorite day, Saturday.
Kristen is a natural talent and I don’t know why but I lift my effort to the extreme with her at the top of the key. And in sprint mode today I hit 135 RPM’s and 6 months ago 110 was daunting but today I was touching it with regularity. I love how she can take us on an extended set and keep us there with just the right amount of verbal encouragement sprinkled in along the way.
A new discovery after two years is the racing position. For the longest time I just couldn’t get comfortable getting aerodynamic in the Lance Armstrong pose but now I can do it with ease and comfort and I found out why it was because of my belly. Now that it’s virtually gone and I have a 2 pack on the way to a 6 pack I can get low and now I feel my ribs on the top of my thighs instead of my once protruding abdomen.
What will you do with the other 96% of your day? My 4% will make the balance all the more enjoyable.
Saturday KSC what a blast.
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