Sit and Spin

Spin class has been awesome and three days a week is the magic number. One day on, one day off. Perfect amount of time to rest in between so that each class I can kick it my hardest. I'm finding that my "midway" tension level has increased this week. I figure I'll increase the levels a teeny bit each week to keep my muscles from getting used to the same work. I'm also finding the urge to vomit after class has appeased a bit. Thank heavens. I keep an apple or similar in my gym bag to immediately replenish my sugar levels and I drink Gatorade instead of water to keep me from "bonking" (also known as 'passing out') during the session.

I love having professionals push me into a routine I wouldn't have otherwise tried. I love having the competition of other people in the class and feeding off the adrenaline overload. When I work out by myself I find I don't push myself nearly as hard; because there's no one there to see me cheat, no one there to hold me accountable or tell me I'm not really trying, no one there to make me cry in agony at the sheer exhaustion of a good work out. I work out hard! haha! If you ain't cryin', you ain't tryin'!

Exercise aside, what I find hilarious at the gym are the locker room habits of other women. Several walk around wearing absolutely nothing. And I mean nothing. Not even socks. They go from the second floor of the locker room down to the first floor where the big spa and sauna are, up and down the stairs ... in nothing.

Some women dry their hair and put on their makeup ... in nothing. Staring at their 3-d naked selves in a room with mirrors on all walls. One woman even sat topless putting curlers in her hair.

Now, I have no issue with other people being naked, but I still don't like the idea of me being naked in front of them. I guess I'm just surprised that so many other women are comfortable enough to put it all out there. I was raised to be modest so I guess putting my goods out there on display (even in front of a bunch of other naked women) is going against my grain. Maybe one day when I'm a bit more comfortable with my body I'll attempt it. But probably not. I'll still be the one putting my robe on to walk to the showers. Sorry, ladies.