Fists of Energy!

I got to attend my favorite spin class this morning with Craig. I love Craig. I love his class. I love his class's music. It's the best ever. It better be considering it requires signing up 26 hours in advance, which means 6:30am on Saturday morning.

I booked bike #23 because it is my favorite but when I got to Equinox this morning I found that someone had removed the straps from the shoe cage. I hate people. Thankfully I arrived early enough to run downstairs and switch to bike #1. Bike #1 is located right next to the instructor and directly in front of the mirror. How I let this prime piece of real estate go unnoticed is beyond me, but for 60 minutes I got to sit next to Craig and stare at myself. I also had a good line of vision to check out my glutes, I mean form, in the wall mirror to the left. My dad's in real estate as he always says it's all about location, location, location. From now on bike #1 is my favorite bike.

I love Craig's class for many reasons, but one thing I particularly like is how I learn something new each time I go. Today Craig encouraged us to try cycling for ten seconds at a time without our hands. You're probably rolling your eyes because you're thinking, "How hard can it be to ride a stationary bike with no hands?" It's pretty hard when you're out of the saddle, out in 3, with your hands hovering above the handlebars. This exercise forced me to really engage my core in order to stay upright.


As I've mentioned before, my absolute favorite part of class is the 3 minute sprint home at the end. Then we cool down and stretch on the bike. I really enjoy the fists of energy at the end. As I reread this, I realize that fists of energy sounds pretty dirty, but I like it because I never remember to stretch out my hands.

Eww, I Hope No One Saw That

I planned ahead and booked a bike for this morning's spin class with Craig Eisenberg 26 hours in advance using the MYEQ iPhone app. Yes, I booked a bike at 6:30am the day before while still in bed. It's really hard to get a bike for this 8:30 am class on Sunday morning at Great Neck. Craig's popularity has skyrocketed, and for good reason. His studio cycling class is never boring and he plays great music. He makes you work and keeps you excited to be there. I burned 645 calories in 60 minutes today.

Now I woke up feeling very thirsty this morning. Whenever I eat a big pasta dinner like I did last night, I wake up feeling like I hiked through the desert without any water. I guess I might have over-hydrated a little bit because after one particularly large gulp, I felt a little hiccup. This coincided with a sprint up the (imaginary) hill, and suddenly I felt liquid coming out of my lips. I used my superhuman reflexes to grab one of the bajillion towels I keep on the handlebars to catch the flow, but honestly, how gross is that? I spit up in the middle of spin class, infant-style.

We all know how paranoid I am that people are watching me, and to be honest, I don't think it's paranoia if it's really happening. Anyway, I was convinced that everyone in the room saw yellow liquid spew from my mouth and were disgusted that I was still in class. In my defense, 1. it all ended up on the towel, 2. it's not like I was sick and infecting others, 3. people spit and throw up all the time during running races, 4. only losers give up. After carefully staring at my fellow cyclers using the mirrored walls to see all angles of the room, I deduced that no one was horrified enough to complain and refocused on the task at hand. My favorite part is the three sprints home during the last five minutes of class anyway.