Whenever I mentioned to someone that I had planned to try a class, the general response I received was 'good luck'. Not particularly reassuring but regardless, I gave it my best shot.
I walked into class and all of the experienced spinners were in their Lycra and already pedalling hard as a warm up. Thank goodness the instructor shot over to reassure us. He helped my friend and I to set up the bikes and gave us a brief lowdown on hand positions, adjusting resistance etc and then we were off.
The pumping music definitely helped put me in the right frame of mind for class which consisted of a mixture of regular pedalling, standing pedalling as well as short bursts of power pedalling and recovery periods. I learned a lot during class. Having started the class pedalling fast on a fairly low resistance setting, unsure how long my legs would last otherwise, the instructor suggested pedalling in time to the music. Used to dancing, Zumba, jazzercise, and therefore good at picking up a beat, I thought this was a great suggestion and couldn't be too hard. For some reason though, I just couldn't keep in time. I learned that by increasing the resistance a little, I had much more control over my speed, surprisingly making it easier. I worked my hardest, determined to get all I could out of the hour and by the end of class I certainly regretted leaving my towel in my bag - put it that way!
When I got off the bike my legs felt like they were hardly there and it was a strange sensation to walk. The instructor spent time talking us through some vital stretches which felt amazing.
By the time I got home I was feeling strangely revitalised, like I could do it all again. Needless to say though, I slept like a baby.