For those that have not been pregnant, the pregnant body increases blood volume more than 50%. Now if you ladies just stop and think about that, you can imagine how sensitive certain body parts might become. So spin class has become a little tricky, let’s just say.
A few months back after another ouchy spin class, I walked away thinking, how can I keep doing this? My spin shorts are leaving indentation marks on my belly because they are so tight and my special parts just hurt. But, I love the work out and want to keep up my cardio so what is a girl to do?
Well of course I did what anyone would do. I asked the universe! I asked the universe to bring me someone who was giving away spin shorts in my size that I could cut the belly band of. I added an additional request for a padded bike seat cover, too. As the law of attraction works, I had both within a week. The shorts came from a former triathlete who was retiring and giving away her old gear and then a day or two later I had lunch with a friend who just happened to have in her trunk none other than a padded bike seat cover that she wasn’t using!
So here I am this morning at 5:30am cutting the waistband of my gifted shorts, but what I didn’t think through was how the seam would continue to rip as I pulled them up. The noise seemed so loud as the rip went another 3 1/2” down my leg I was worried it might wake my husband up. Now we are moving into inappropriate! The average spin class attendee just doesn’t want to see that much of me. So, of course I get out my sewing kit and sew up the top seam to hold me over for class.
And I arrive thinking I’ve got it made. I have my comfy seat, my padded shorts. Ahh, this will be great. I set the bike up and sit down and it feels like I’m sitting on a tree trunk. There is no sensation of padding at all. And then we’re warming up and I realize if I reach out to the handle bars, every time my legs lift they hit my belly. THAT doesn’t feel good.
So given it’s a spin bike I put my hands on my hips and decide I’ll just do the class with no hands. It’s like being 7 and riding my bike with freedom again. And then I hear over the loud microphone the teacher saying, while she looks directly at me, “YOUR HANDS SHOULD ALWAYS BE ON THE HANDLEBARS.” I look over at the friendly guy next to me and say, “she was talking to me, wasn’t she?” and he laughs.
While my intention was to spin until I deliver, I’m thinking I just might be complete for now. Randomly a woman two bikes over shared she just noticed I was pregnant and her friend did spin until last Monday, the day before she gave birth. And then she added, but not on these bikes- on the ones downstairs. I had just been looking at the recumbent bikes thinking I wished I was down there. They just look so much more comfortable.
So I declare it’s time to say bye-bye to the spin bike for now. Don’t worry, I’ll be back. I’m going to start my love affair with the pool, keep up my strength training, and dive further into yoga. I can stay fit, listen to my body, AND feel good even with a giant basketball belly! I anticipate this being just the beginning of learning to let go of my plan and go with the flow.