It was a cold day my friends. The wind was blasting at 4mph, making the air temperature of 18 feel more like 17.5 degrees. But even this weather wasn't enough to deter five rugged souls from meeting inside my garage for our own spinning class.
The garage, with two portable space heaters, was warmed to a balmy 34 degrees, and the sounds of Bob Seger wafted from the boom box, at least until the circuit breaker blew and we had no music or heat. Also blowing was my rear tire (why is it always the rear, so hard to change, so much grease?). How do you get a flat tire riding indoors on a trainer? There was only a minor temper tantrum, less than 10 minutes worth, as it took three adults to put air in the new tube so I could ride.
Once we began riding though the hour long workout went by quickly. It was a good way for all of us to stay or get motivated to ride this winter and begin thinking about spring/summer rides and triathlons. Some people meet in basements or garages for band practice, but five old people from Spencerport meet to ride. Is something wrong with us? Our parents never did this.
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