crazy class

about a month ago i finally broke down and bought a gym membership. being a poor college student at BYU, where free "gym" access is available, i put it off as long as i could possibly stand. i love working out, not just for the benefits of feeling good and being in shape, but i also really enjoy the time where i get to physically challenge myself and do something that is 100% for me. so for two years while attending school, i used my studentship rights to use the on-campus gym and found time and sidewalk to run around provo with. this kept me in shape, but, alas, cronic shin splints from concrete and endless waiting in line to get into the BYU gym had me both frustrated and avoiding the workout scene almost entirely. so here i am. full membership to 24 hour fitness for a whopping $27 a month. rip off, you say? i beg to differ.

just let me tell you about spin class. monday. wednesday. friday. saturday. 5:30 am. still wondering why the blaring beep of my cell phone alarm is going off i silence it and turn on my back, contemplating whether or not the pain is worth this. i don't move. then, almost all at once, my body shifts over and i roll out of bed. i'm reminded of a ball of dough as it falls out of a bowl onto a baking sheet, plop. i turn on the bedroom light before heading to the bathroom so there's no excuse to get back in bed after the morning pee. time to get dressed and head over to the gym (i like to call it the GYME with a guh sound instead of a juh sound)

the parking lot, compared to it's usual crowdedness is empty but for 5 or 6 cars. there's more cars out here than treadmills...

i yawn as i hand the front desk man my membership card. he tells me to have a nice workout stace. i half smile at him and work my way up the stairs to THE ROOM. it's dark in there and cold too. the fans are blowing hard and the music is on soft in the background, but you can still hear/feel the beat. i'm awake now. i fill my water bottle, drape the handle bars in my turquoise hand towel, adjust the seat and handle bars, climb into the foot cages....and we're off. off for and hour long adventure with nothing but our bikes, resistance nobs and AMY, the crazy instructor, to keep us company. from hill climbs, to sprints, to endurance rides, AMY coaches and yells telling us we're stronger than we think...yeah right. i never knew my legs could go so fast or burn so much, thanks AMY. at the end of class we stretch and AMY tells us good job guys, and we go home. all day long i fight sleepy eyes and tired legs, but then there i am the next morning, at it again...crazy class.