Yes, I survived the whole hour. However, around 5:50, I began a singular prayer. As in, "Sweet, dearest Jesus, please let me die. Now."
It's amazing how focused your thoughts become when it's just you, the bike, and the aching pain in your butt and legs.
All in all, it wasn't half bad, and I intend to go back on Friday. My Thursday morning workout won't be a spin class, which is good, since it will probably take until Friday to recover once my muscles realize what they did this morning.
1 comment:
Spinning "looks" painful! You go, girl.
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