As in on a bicycle at 5:45am. I was there. I went to the "training" last Saturday. I thought I was ready. How long could 45 minutes be?
"These early morning rides are an hour."
O.k. What's 15 more minutes right? Right.
I really, really liked most of the music. Queen, Bryan Adams, a little metal, lots of fun. That will probably vary by instructor though.
I made it through the entire hour, not that I didn't think about quitting about 20 minutes in. I did. Then I remembered what I learned from yoga. Breathe. When it's hard, just focus on your breath and be present. That got me through the next 20 minutes. The encouragement of the instructor, a fuzzy mind, and some adrenaline pushed me through the rest.
Right now, my first thought is ow.
My second thought is two times a week is enough for this, for now, but it's definitely time.
I could not have made it through this class when I started about 6.5 weeks ago. So I am moving forward. Now the goal is to keep moving forward.