I’ve really enjoyed spinning, now and ‘way back when I did it years ago. I think it comes about as close to the feeling you get when you do a track workout as any non-running thing I’ve ever done. When I went to spin class a long time ago, my daughter’s swim team was encouraged to go and I’d hit the gym with her…her coach and I sweat more than anyone else, the kind of “I have to mop the floor when I’m done” sweating that lets you know you were working hard.
I like that kind of workout.
Due to the rain, I punted yesterday and went to a spin workout I hadn’t been to before. I now know that I have been blessed with good instructors…because I had a stinker yesterday.
For one thing, there was almost no workout. It was a lot of easy “recovery” spinning (with nothing to recover from). She would get busy talking, usually spouting off some “exercise-related” stuff that wasn’t even correct, and we’d just move our legs without any purpose. She’d go from that to telling us to put resistance up to 10 and push, which even I recognize as bad for your knees. She stopped the class after only 45 minutes to stretch, which consisted of holding some poses for perhaps 10 seconds.
I literally walked out without breaking a sweat. And I spent an hour of workout time doing that.
At least I got in a good swim afterwards.