Another day, another Y. The Vanderbilt YMCA, on the east side of midtown, has 2 huge pools, a large cardio room and classes throughout the day.
The spin class is strictly self-serve. You go into a caged off area of a room and drag out your own bike, calculating how close you want to be someone else's flying sweat. New York City spin classes attract a lot of men who are often the sweat slingers.
After dragging out a non-working bike and then getting another, I settle into the class, which offers an intense cardio burn.
The instructor keeps hopping off his bike and offering tissues to class members. I wish he would run around with a hose; my water bottle is empty after 45 minutes, but we still have 15 minutes to go.
I am parched and spent at the end of class. A great feeling.
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