Yak Trax! I snapped 'em on and walked, into full gale wind and driving snow, about 2 miles to my spin class, then another mile home. It's all about the gear, ladies. A good snug hood, wool under, windproof over, and yak trax on your boots. Only time that wasn't enough was once when we had a thin membrane of water on top of ice and the wind drove me backwards downhill so I had to grab onto a power pole and hang on for dear life. But those conditions are rare.Quote:
Originally Posted by mimitabby
As for spin class today, I'm still sampling various coaches. Today's coach goes right off my list! I had to keep waving at her to turn the sound down. It was at pain level already before she tried shouting over it. Hey! I came here to lose calories, not the rest of my hearing! And she kept on and on about making a "deal" with us about how hard we'd ride this stretch or that. Well, deals go two ways, woman. I'll ride hard if you'll turn down the volume. She'd nod, then turn it back up anyway. And she'd turn it up more when she wanted us to pedal faster. I tried telling her it was the beat that got me to go faster, not the volume. She'd nod, and then ignore me. So after class I went up and talked to her and told her I was serious about this. I have hearing loss from farm machinery and rock concerts back in the 60's. I don't want to lose the rest in spin class. Then she says that some of the folks in class wear foam ear plugs to protect their hearing, and I'm all ":eek: And you offer that as an excuse? as a hint to ME? You don't see that as a hint to YOU?" But I gave up telling her, just shook my head and left. So I'll work my schedule differently. I'll do my lactic acid workout on Thursdays and do the recovery class that follows hers if I want to do a Tuesday session.
