Dear Kevin,
I know you told me to take it easy this weekend. I promise you that I TRIED, but apparently "take it easy" is no longer a phrase my muscles understand. I got to the gym about 30 minutes early for the class I planned on taking. I spent the time doing some really good stretches, resisting the urge to jump on one of the weight machines to pass the time. Then I went into RPM. I fully intended to follow your orders. I set my resistance dial a quarter of a turn less than I usually do. I paced myself just a little slower. I was going to have a nice easy ride....or so I thought. The music started pumping, the lights started flashing, and the sweat started dripping. I found myself bumping the resistance up...just a little...it won't hurt...no one will notice. (sigh) I had good intentions, but my body wouldn't cooperate. I blame you.
Sincerely,
Carolyn
Brainwashed&Broken
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