It’s been on my mind for a long time as something I’d like to try, but all the people I know who already do it are skinny minxes with six packs and frightening resolve – neither of which I possess. I was this close to chickening out (a million times, I swear) but I managed to rope a friend into coming last minute (THANK YOU JEN) and we mustered up the courage to get changed into tiny shorts and attempt to spin our stuff.
Honestly, it was so much fun. No one laughed when we couldn’t do stuff, I didn’t get any serious bruises and even with the minimal amount I was able to do my arms were still aching enough the following day to consider it a real workout. I wrote more about this goal at Go Mighty, so if you want to read more of my rambling about it you can see the story here 🙂