It’s amazing how a stupid injury can set you back. I was upset about cancelling the Half Marathon in Disney, which was last weekend. I’ve been going to a knee specialist in the city and she’s been treating me with “rooster” shots. I’m not kidding. They really are taken from a rooster. (I just hope they didn’t kill the little one on my behalf!)
The doctor is saying that the rooster will put a cushion in my knee so that it has more bounce. She said that I’m not out of the clear for potential surgery, but I’m fighting through it.
So what have I been doing for the last few months? Not that much and I’ve been feeling down about it. I decided to make a change. This past December, I hired a trainer to come to my office two days a week.
And, after months of my friend, Constance Korol, telling me about this amazing spin class at the Equinox gym in Woodbury, I decided to join. I know…. I know… It’s a million miles from my home, but it’s not too far from my new office in Melville (NY).
“You have to go to Tripp’s spin class on Friday mornings,” Constance said.
“Ok,” I said. “What time is it?”
“The first one is at 6 a.m. and the second one is at 7:15 a.m.” she told me.
I cringed. It takes me a half hour to 45 minutes to get there. Boy, I would have to leave super early to be there on time.
A few weeks ago, I decided to join her at the 7:15 a.m. class. I was a little worried about my knee, but decided that I would fight through the pain.
I set up my bike and started to spin. Constance was next to me. “Come on guys, it’s a bright shining day,” Tripp, the instructor screamed. Everyone in the class was getting riled up.