It's not just this blog I've been neglecting in recent weeks. Ever since GF and I bought our home, we have been working on it like maniacs. In the month between closing and moving in there were two nights we didn't work on the house. Every other night we worked until at least 8:30 PM, often later. And that month included 4 days off from work (including some vacation time). It's been tough…
Anyway, as I was saying, it's not just this blog that has been neglected. Prior to the home purchase I was spinning at least twice, sometime as much as 4 times a week at lunch. Often GF and I would go to the gym after work too. But for me, it was all about spinning. I got serious, bought a heart rate monitor, and gave everything I had in the spinning sessions. My evening workouts more often than not were recovery workouts with only a little resistance training. And toward the end I had even promoted myself to Bunkie's class. Bunkie is something of a drill sergeant when it comes to spinning. He's apt to get off his bike, walk right up to you, check your heart rate monitor and then yell at you demanding either a higher cadence or a 1/2 turn on the resistance (or both). He also has "the face." He constantly scans the room as he barks his orders over the headset mic and his face alone is capable of telling you that he doesn't think you're working hard enough. It’s a normal occurrence for the class to fog the wall mirrors and completely drench the floor in nasty sweat after 45 minutes of a certified Bunkie spinning session (with a/c on, fans blowing and doors open).
Alas, the house put an end to my spinning. Until today. My ever present (although often malfunctioning) preservation instincts told me that I did not want to spin with Bunkie. It's been too long and I didn't feel that good. So I spun with the earlier "beginner" class. (Beginner is a misnomer - it's all between you and that resistance knob.) Alas, my poor overworked heart actually attained 92% of max today. And it stayed over 80% for the greatest majority of the workout. Nevertheless, I was pathetic. Bunkie would have been disappointed.
And to top it all off, Bunkie's class starts at the end of the beginner class. And I felt awful sheepish when they came in the room to see one of their former (although briefly) classmates working out in the beginner class again...
Posted by Clancy at July 27, 2004 3:18 PM