If I had to guess the first time L invited me to take one of his spin classes, I’d say it was back in April. This was the first opportunity that I had to take him up on his offer. I hoped that L’s motivation style would not be like the HEY-HO version that came bellowing out the fitness room at MY gym’s spin class. If I knew him as well as I thought I did, I was pretty sure that his class would not have this quality; it just didn’t seem his style. Still, I held my criticism until after class…just in case.
Now, if I wasn’t a blogger, my review would go something like this:
Just before sun rise, and somewhere in the local city, men and women alike are lining up their bikes (spin cycles) for a little motivational jump on the day. One would ask: what is all the hype about? Surely, the class had better be good to justify getting out of bed and leaving the house a o’dark thirty. I had to find out. On Monday morning, I too joined the line up. I was NOT disappointed.
First off, the music is comprised of a rather unique mix of old school rock to afro celt (or anything else with a quick beat). I am told that the play list is NEVER the same. “I like to keep it fresh,” the instructor insists. Not only does he serve up a nice helping of fresh music, this instructor also provides a refreshing change from the typical cheerleader-style communication that has lead me to avoid group lead classes all together. Don’t get me wrong, his enthusiasm comes through loud and clear; from the moment he greets his class to the very end when he talks about what is in store down the road, one cannot deny how much this instructor loves cycling. It is clear that his goal is less about making a buck, and more about motivating others to grow to love it too. It is less about exercise; although he will make you sweat, it is more about lifestyle. His objective is to bring you back for more.
I tell you with certainty, if this class was any measure of this instructor’s typical spin class, he does deliver on his promised objectives. Sadly, just as I had feared, I left class wanting more — but, since I am not a member of any of the gyms where he currently teaches, am left unsatisfied. Perhaps he’ll come to my gym and replace the girl who has the class yelling “HEY” and “HO.” In spite of possibly getting a great cardiovascular workout, I am not willing to do it. I can’t stand to walk by the room, let alone enter and spend an hour in there.
This about sums up the class. I am a blogger, however, so of course there is a much LONGER and more PERSONAL story to be told… [Read more…]