Ahhhhh... Spinning Again

In Spinning class last night, between the banter before class about the various "cruise factors" of the Chelsea NYSC locations, the beer with Ellen & Ken after class (btw, I think Ellen & I may have convinced Ken that he needs to apply to Queer Eye for a makeover right NOW) and the awesome, sweat-flinging exercise itself, I had to wonder to myself, 'why don't I do this everyday? It's... fun!' Well, granted, we did not have Iris the Evil (whom I am convinced is a dominatrix in her private life) for an instructor last night and I can't say that beer can be a reward every day. But it sure all was enjoyable last night. And I feel all smug and sore in just the right way today too.