When my friends told me they were paying half a week’s worth of groceries for one spin class, I thought they were absurd. You’re kidding right? A workout is a workout. You go, you sweat, you’re done.
FALSE.
My sister dragged me to an 8:30 spin class this morning and I was just eager to burn some of the cals I gained after eating an entire pie ofDaiya pizza to myself at 11 p.m. (had to…as a GF vegan, I hadn’t had “real” pizza in over 3 years and finally found a place that sold these beautiful creations).
Walking into the aesthetically gorgeous studio, I scoffed at those around me. Premium costs for bold, clean typefaces on the walls. As I struggled to snap my feet into the bike, an assistant came over to help me set up my bike properly. I don’t need any help – harumph. No, Alyssa, you really did.
The instructor introduced himself and went over basics for newbies. And as the first song began, I immediately perked up – lights turned off except for an illuminating stage to see the instructor and music that would lift the spirits of a million grumpy cats. An instructor never made me laugh so much in my life (never been called sexy by one either! But damn straight.)
What I liked best about the class was that the beat of the music matched the tempo you should be going – right, left, right, left – and the incorporation of upper body exercises. We were doing push ups half the time and we also whipped out 1, 2 or 3 lb weights for ultimate tone-nation.
I lied. The best part was the second to last song the instructor made us close our eyes. “Don’t forget the reason you came here. This class will transform your body, but also your mind. You can do anything you set your mind to. The first step to change is a small step – it’s admitting you’re powerless. Three years ago, I did that. And let me tell you, this addiction is a hell of a lot better than the one I once had. It’s never too late to change. Close your eyes. Nobody’s watching and nothing to see. This is your time.”
Holy crap – am I crying during a spinning class?
This class affected my life, at least enough to share my experience with you. I truly recommend experiencing it at least once. It’s not something easily affordable, but grab a friend and for $34, you will get more than a workout. You’ll get a dose of positivism and a spiritual awakening.
Cherry Poppin’ is a segment on my blog when I share my first-time experiences and give wisdom into it’s worth.