Published on
March 21, 2010 in
spinning.
I was once called the “Spinning Evangelist” by a doctor at a facility I worked at because I loved it so much. Every word out of my mouth was Spinning. Spinning was the solution for everything. Stressed out? Get on the bike. Tired? Get on the bike. Life falling apart? Get on the bike. Overweight? Get on the bike.
I became a walking-talking Spinning promotional vehicle because I am so committed to Spinning: It literally changed my life. In turn - it has helped me change the lives of others.
I was moved to teach by two exceptional Spinning instructors, and three of my own former students have now become instructors as well. They themselves are motivating others to follow their hearts…and the cycle of sharing the love for our craft continues.
I have written extensively about Spinning, both here and in a couple of articles for Spinning.com. For those of you who have a passion for Spinning, or just want to learn more about it, I am linking to some of these articles here. They are oldies and sometimes goodies, but devotion never goes out of style.
Continue reading ‘Spinning: Indoor Cycling and You’
Published on
February 27, 2010 in
spinning.
“Zombieland Rule #8: Get a Kick-Ass Partner”
How about FOUR kick-ass partners - on Spin bikes?
Four kick-ass partners = four women from four different worlds.
Four opinions, four sets of experiences, four teaching styles, four different heights and weights.
Four countries. Four languages. Four personalities.
We are nurses, writers, personal trainers and contractors. We have 13 children between us.
What joins us together? Passion. For Spinning, people, fitness and laughter. Continue reading ‘Zombieland Rule 8 Applied Practically’
Published on
November 17, 2009 in
spinning.
Spinning instructors and enthusiasts…
Please share your thoughts and feelings on Spinning®. Did it make you feel more empowered? Did you forge new friendships? Did it give you a sense of purpose?
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(written for Mad Dogg Athletics)
I cried that day—all the way up the side of the mountain.
I walked, pushed my bike, stopped and cried some more. Yet, I continued to press onward. It was a sight: a small, tough and usually cheerful Spinning® instructor now sobbing her way up 12 miles of mountain.
When I finally reached the top, my fellow Spinning instructors (the “real” cyclists who rode with me that day) swore they would never tell a soul of my miserable trek. But I decided to share with my students how I had cracked, to show that there was an actual human being behind the Spinning machine I had become.
(Continue reading at spinning.com)
(Written for CitiHealth Publications)
I remember my first Spinning® class vividly. With 50 pounds left to lose, an out of shape body and baggy black sweat pants, I wore my insecurity like a badge. As I hesitantly got onto the Spin bike the instructor walked in - and I froze. Taking one look at his very lean frame, I thought, “Uh oh. I’m in trouble.”
Continue reading ‘Spinning: Up Close and Personal’
(by Helen Ryan. Written for LA’s the Place)
Most things I know about life I learned in Spin class.
It’s true.
The stationary bike has been my teacher, and I have spent hundreds of hours learning from it.
Four years ago when I saw my first Spin bike it seemed like…just a bike. Made of cold metal with an unwelcoming seat, it did not look very comfortable. I felt physically awkward: I was very overweight and out of shape in a room full of really fit people. I wanted to leave, to run as fast and far as I could, but did not want to be seen as chickening out.
The first half hour was hell. My behind was numb, my legs were shaky and my heart was pounding. But then I felt something inside. A little spark that ignited a part of me…a part I thought was long gone. That spark re-ignited my pilot light and eventually changed - and saved - my life.
Continue reading at LA’s the Place…
