After last week’s Friday night spinning class, where Lisa-Anne spent the night screaming at Take That while John covered the class for her, she had a new routine for us tonight.
The new routine was excellent. Nothing too easy, and similarly, nothing too difficult.
We got almost to the end of the 45-minute session when Lisa-Anne said to us, “Right. The next song is a hill climb. And it’s almost 8 minutes long. The song after that is a spin, and it’s about the same.”
The hill climb was an almost seven-minute remix of Florence & The Machine’s You’ve Got The Love – I tried to find it on youtube, but the specific 6 minute 46 second-ish track doesn’t exist on youtube – and I don’t know what the eight minute spin song was.
But for the whole of You’ve Got The Love? I was on my feet.
I’m thinking of a couple of months ago, when I managed to do 3 and a half minutes for the first time and how proud I felt of myself for that.
Managing 6.5 minutes on my feet without sitting down?
I’m proud of myself for that.
I’m totally proud of myself for that, but I think the reasoning went something like: you just managed 20 minutes on the elliptical without taking a break, why shouldn’t you be able to do almost 8 minutes on a bike?
I’m almost amused to think back to when I started, last year, when I could hardly last 20 seconds standing up at a time. I’m so pleased/proud of how I’ve changed. I know I’ve still got a long, long way to go, but at least I’m moving in the right direction!