You Spin Me Right Round, Like A Record

This morning, I got up WAY early at 7:15 when my alarm blared annoyingly in my ear...All so I could go to a spin class.

I was having all sorts of issues. For starters, I'm a bit gym-phobic. Yeah, yeah, weird I know, but I'm still adjusting to the new place, and I'm just a little worried about getting settled in still, adjusting to a routine, figuring out all that scary equipment.

So class starts and I'm all strapped in, things are going ok. Then crap! I can't figure out how to work the digital monitor thingy for time, heart rate, etc. etc. Alright, I don't need that to ride a bike...so I pedal on. Next thing I know, my towel slips off the handle bar area and falls to the floor. I hadn't worked up a sweat yet, but I was getting there. Halfway through the class, the instructor, bless her heart, is nice enough to get off her bike and bring me a new one. Then my seat got loose, my handlebar got loose, and the zippers on my track pants kept clanking against the pedals. Sheesh!

Three out of five days doing cardio (and a lil weights) isn't too bad for my first week trying to lose some weight. I know I can't do it all at once...so I'm thinking a few pounds a week should be my goal. I've improved my diet considerably this week, but that might not be the case as I head into the weekend.

Speaking of...hope you all have an uber-fab weekend.