The power of a great class

So, over the weekend, my computer crashed and just wouldn’t come back to life.  Instead of any of the fun fitness adventures I had planned, I spent most of the weekend dealing with that. Turns out my hard drive got corrupted and needs to be replaced – I do like a clean slate, but I wouldn’t have chosen this one! At the end of last week, before the computer meltdown, I had decided I just had to take one more of Holly’s classes at Flywheel, and this morning was that class. I almost canceled out, since I was in a foul mood and was worried that I wouldn’t be able to get really into the class and didn’t want to “waste it” by not being present for it.

I should have had a little faith!  It took all of about 5 minutes after I arrived to start forgetting about the ridiculous computer crap and start to have a good time. As we were all settling in, Holly was up there grooving away to early Micheal Jackson and ramping everyone up. Really, you can’t be around this kind of joyous energy and not give into it. Holly danced her way through class from the bike and through the aisles. It was like being at a dance party, so much so that I almost forgot she was kicking my ass with a hard, fast class. When she called out that it was the last song, I was floored.  It seemed like we hadn’t been there nearly that long! It was exactly what I needed this morning. I left with jello legs and unabashedly happy. It doesn’t get better then that.

It might be awhile before I get to go back, given the new hard drive expenditure, but next time I am in a funk, I know exactly where I am going to snap out of it. I have said it before, but it bears repeating: Holly is amazing.