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If the music in my spin class doesn't get better, I'm going to have to call it quits. No longer can I close my eyes and pretend that I'm listening to Springsteen, The Who, Journey...anything...instead of this stupid clubbing crap that drones on and on, leaving me with zero percent inspiration to even move my legs.

I've always been a big fan of fitness classes because it forces me to keep going when all I really want to do is throw in the towel. But there's always the risk that I'm not going to like the music, the instructor, or the people in the class. And trust me, all three have happened to me at one point or another.  Sometimes to the point where I never go back.

But now I'm stuck. I usually love spin classes so much (I went to a different gym before I moved) but I can't go on like this, counting the minutes until the class is over...not so much because I'm exhausted, but because I know I could be working so much harder if I just had some musical inspiration. I remember my classes of the past...the feeling I got as the adrenaline poured through my veins, the sweat dripping from my body. But now? Ugh, where do I start? I hate club music if I'm sitting still, but to have to depend on it to get me going on my bike, I despise it even more.

I used to assume that others hated the tunes (can I even call them that?) as much as I did and that the complaints would start coming in.  But alas, "Let's rock the party tonight" and other ridiculous lyrics continue to echo in my ears week after week after week. And sometimes, it's even worse. No words at all. I hate it. And so, I had to take matters into my own hands. I left a short and sweet note in the gym's suggestion box about better music (I provided some suggestions) during spin classes. We'll see what happens. I'm not crossing my fingers. I'll give the class a couple more tries, and if nothing changes, I'm outta there. 




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1. 19-01-2008 09:27
 
"Gym Music" Ugh, an epithet my wife and I have for the stuff they play that's akin to Big Macs and Whoppers, to wit: empty calories of music. We asked the people at the gym to tell us who picks this stuff but it's the omnipetent gym music czar somewhere, so just don't do classes, listen to your MP-3 (the Ramones are great; fast, faster, fastest) and exercise on).
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2. 22-01-2008 17:31
 
For something totally different try Tchaikovsky's Marche Slav.
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