another day, another spinning class, another crappy musical playlist. highlight of the hour: hmm, it would have to be either that sappy corrs song or the five-minute out-of-the-saddle uphill climb set to jason mraz IN THE DARK. you don't know from inspiring.

sigh. at least at this point i've gone through most of the instructors so i know which ones aren't likely to cause me to think homicidal spinning thoughts. and i know i bitch a lot about it, but it's such an addictive workout, even if the music is crap and i can't see my water bottle and send it skidding across the studio floor. to wit: i hadn't gone running in a long, long time, but this weekend, after spinning for nearly two weeks, i was able to run five miles in just over 40 minutes. them's results.

one thing i don't think i'll be doing anytime soon, though: this, which i saw advertised in a poster at the gym. climbing two billion stairs? no thank you.