I don’t like Spinning

I’m just gonna throw this out there.

I don’t like spinning. I’ve never liked spinning.

Normal biking makes me nervous. I’m too neurotic about traffic to bike in the city. I’m too anxious about getting lost or getting chased to bike in the country.

I don’t like the isolation on your legs that biking requires. It hurts my legs.

I don’t like the yelling in spinning classes. It makes me feel bad about myself.

I don’t like that it makes my butt numb no matter how many times I do it.

I don’t like that I’m supposed to be trusted to turn my resistance up and down on my own. I will not do it. I will fake like the resistance is really high when it is not because it already feels really hard to me, I don’t want to make it any harder.

I don’t like that we’re pretending to go up and down rolling hills in a dark room with loud music playing.

I don’t like the instructor telling me “up” and “down” and “up” and “down.” I like to take things at my own pace.

I don’t like how close I am to the other people in class. They make it harder for me to slack off. I don’t want that motivation.

I would rather run for two hours than spin for two minutes.

I don’t like spinning.

And you can’t make me.