Obsession

Since last August when she arrived, I have rarely spent a day without getting in her saddle. I pedaled and huffed and puffed. I got a professional fitting, I joined the cult, ahem, the Power Zone Pack. New shoes came, as well as a more powerful fan. I have cycled my legs off for about … Continue reading Obsession

9 Years

The notification that I've had this little corner of the internet for 9 years popped up today. Laughing, I joked to my husband that other than him and the kids I don't think I've ever committed to anything that long. The thought took me back to where we were 9 years ago: getting ready for … Continue reading 9 Years

Getting Back in the Saddle

Do you ever have one of those moments? Those situations that seem somehow orchestrated? That you are simply being carried along by the situation? I've had a few of those, adopting our dogs definitely had that "preordained" vibe. Today was much the same. Last week, no one showed up to teach spin class. I am … Continue reading Getting Back in the Saddle

When One Door Closes…

I've been meaning to write this for some time, but just haven't because it feels "icky". I don't like icky. I like fun and upbeat and positive. But sometimes icky happens. Back in October I was asked to come in and interview for a Spin Instructor position at a local gym. Excited, I got the … Continue reading When One Door Closes…

Gratitude

Ah, gratitude. It's hard at times to cultivate a posture of gratefulness. There are days when it's just not easy. Today is not that day. It's Thanksgiving. And instead of blowing up the Facebook newsfeed with daily gratitude thoughts (which are nice), I decided to post my gratitude days in one giant post. Here are … Continue reading Gratitude

The First Class

(The WordPress daily prompt was to discuss beginnings. How perfect!) Well, I did it! I didn't puke, faint or fall off the bike! There was however a problem with the equipment. My phone (where my music is) was not compatible with the dock at the gym. Can't very well have a spin class without music. … Continue reading The First Class