The last few posts on this blog have been about my love affair with spinning. I’ve finally worked up to being able to take a spinning class every other day. My rear end is no longer sore and I can really pour it on in class.
It’s my belief that if you do not leave a puddle of sweat on the floor around your bike, you’re not putting in enough effort. Although you have the ability to control the bike tension and adjust your cadence, if you really want a workout and enjoy the full benefits of the wonderfully loud pulsating music, you should really push it to your own limit (remember, always bring water to a spinning class).
Spinning: Unwanted Side Effect
What I found very recently is that spinning is giving way to an unwanted side effect. My appetite has grown in epic proportions. Somewhere between taking two classes a week to taking them every other day my appetite took on a life of its own. My family is amazed at how much I’ve been eating of late.
I make sure to attend spinning classes regularly because at my current level of food intake, I would gain several pounds if I didn’t work it off in class. Maybe it’s a temporary situation, but it’s proving to be quite costly. The hunger that I’m experiencing is more than just a passing “Hmmm, I feel a little hungry, let me grab an apple.” It’s more like, “Boy, I’m starvin’, let’s cook up some chicken, bake a potato and steam some broccoli on the side.” I’m trying to eat healthy foods, but chicken, broccoli and potato for breakfast is a bit of overkill.
Fortunately, my pants are still getting looser and my belly is flatter than it has been in months. I haven’t been on the scale because I’ve been too scared to see what it has to say. I’ll continue to let my clothes be my guide as to whether or not the spinning or my increased appetite is winning.
Losing weight is a matter of expending more calories than ingesting. So far I think spinning is winning, but I’ve got to do what I can to control my ever-growing appetite. Eating as much as my teenaged children is never a good thing for a woman of my age. Anyway, the journey continues…