I went to my first spinning class on Sunday.
I made it through 25 minutes before I could no longer remain seated on the bike.
The instructor was very supportive as I tip-toed past her; she told me I'd done a great job for the first time.
On the way home I vacillated between holding onto the sense of hope and forward motion that I'd started out with, and jumping with both feet into despair and isolation.
In the end, I made light of it. I told many people about it.
Next time I will take along my gel bike seat cover.
I had some sugar free dairy tonight and feel icky. But no wheat or sugar for about a week or so. I am starting to feel lighter; my stomach does not feel so heavy (more out than down), and I have a spring in my step. I can walk without feeling like I'm going to keel over.
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