This is not easy.

This is not going slow.

This is almost over.

"Okay!" sings the perky instructor, "almost half-way there!"

Your head drops. Your shoulders sag. Who knew this thing they called "spinning class" was a code word for torture. Kind of like bamboo splinters under your fingernails.

Well, maybe not like that. At least you still have your black shirt in the locker. Your Running with Bamboo black shirt. It should hide the inevitable sweat stains that will crop up after you get back into the office. Next time, instead of trying to pre-work off those beers you might just skip the bagels in the a.m. Yeah. feeling better already.

Go slow.