about 6 weeks ago i started taking spin classes after work.  for years (ie throughout my cross country tour of jccs – yes, there’s a pattern to my life) i’ve thought about it but gym classes in general make me nervous and gym classes that guarantee uncontrollable sweating and a hard seats doing permanent damage to my crotch seemed even less appealing).  but i’ve had a lot on my mind recently and felt inspired by an old friend from camp who talked up her spin classes on her facebook wall and somehow impulse overpowered better judgement and the next thing i know, my legs are spinning out of control. hey if i have to engage in risky behavior, spinning is a relatively minor offense…no?

end result – i’m obessed.  yeah, the seat is really, really something but i feel such a sense of accomplishment after the 50 minute sweat-fest that all is almost forgotten.  and just because it would be my first question if i was reading this on your blog: i don’t wear click-clack shoes AND i don’t own bike shorts with padding…please.

i’ve got a lot on my mind these days.  some good and exciting, some sad and depressing.  i’m feeling overwhelmed by impending changes and choices.  ABN is doing his best to support me and love me through it – offering a shoulder, a black and white cookie or even (wait for it) sitting through HALF of ENCHANTED with me (I KNOW!! it’s really true love) and i know, i’ve been making it quite difficult.  the good, the bad, it’s all just a lot – at the same time.

right now, i’m in the middle of winter camp.  the kids are a great distraction from 8-6.  they make me laugh and a good reminder that it’s okay to stop spinning and slow down.