Death by Spinning

We scheduled our vacation and now I only have a few weeks to get this flabby body into bathing suit shape.  Some people may think the appropriate approach is to watch what you put into your mouth and start exercising.  Now I have a better plan... join yet another gym!

A friend (who has lost about 20 pounds in the past year and looks great) suggested I take a spinning class at her gym.  How could I say no?  She looks amazing.  This cannot possibly be difficult, it's biking in place.  Please, I can do that.

So I pack my water bottle, towel, sneakers and fitted sweat pants.  We get to the class 15 minutes early so she can introduce me to the instructor, and set up my bike.  The instructor is fabulous and the people in the class are friendly, encouraging and what appears to be pretty dedicated.  The music is loud with a lot of base.  I worked up a major sweat and didn't fall off the bike.  Actually enjoyed it.  Had a blast.  Ok I am in.  Fill out the forms, join the JCC.  Perfect.

Then around 6pm, I find I cannot get off the chair in the dining room.  OMG.  I am in excruciating pain. My thighs have somehow taken on 250 pound weights and my butt is cramped.  CRAMPED.  I may have the first documented case of butt paralysis caused by a stationary bike.  Starting to rethink that snowboarding idea.

Now what do I do?  I already joined and frankly was a little obnoxious about how well I did during the class and how it wasn't as bad as I expected.  I would look like an idiot if I quit. But I can't imagine how I will ever be able to pick up my leg again to get onto a bike!

A couple motrin and possibly an early morning Bloody Mary will preclude my next class. This better work or my next step is just buying a bunch of house dresses and calling it quits!

After the BAC, Amherst Hills Tennis, the YMCA, Allentown Athletix, The Saturn Club, and now the JCC, it seems the only thing experiencing weight loss is my wallet.