Welp, vacation is over and as the song goes, “back to life, back to reality”.
Classic life jam! Apparently, my back to life moment meant that reality karate chopped my neck. Holy crick! I’m talking I couldn’t move my neck to either side or up or down on Sunday evening. Not cool. Thank goodness I had a hot stone massage scheduled for Monday. Take that reality! My neck still isn’t completely mobile, but it’s a heck of a lot better.
Reality also means that I need to get my creative mojo going. I need to get some new class playlists together and I am at a creative standstill. I think I am going to recycle some old rides this week as I try and get something new together for next week. If you have any song recommendations, let me know!
In the works is a theme ride. I’m gonna throw it back on a Thursday to the 90s. I already have the playlist and I’m just trying to get the songs ordered properly to make it a killer workout. I am also in the process of putting together a Jock Jams II playlist. If you have any Jock Jam fav’s, leave them in the comment section. I have done a Jock Jams ride before and I just love the vibe. Here is the playlist from my first Jock Jams ride:
Awww, yeah. Can’t beat the Jock Jams. I mean…c’mon. Also very 90s. So I can’t do the #tbt:90s edition the same week. People may revolt. Or….they may carry me out of the spin room on their shoulders. All depends how they feel about the 90s.
My last idea for class is a endurance/hill/sprints workout. Basically warm up, then endurance stage, hills, and end on sprints. I have no songs in mind yet, just the concept.
Reality in family life has been a bit harsh lately. Tiny Man has had a bit of trouble adjusting back to his normal routine, which means less sleep for both of us. Boo! I’m hoping he is back on track in the next day or so. Also, I think he is teething. Today I bought him a baltic amber teething necklace. Yes, I’m granola. Yes, I think he is going to look ridiculous. Do I care? Not if it stops the drooling even 50 percent. I swear, sometimes I don’t know if we have a dog or a baby boy. So. Much. Drool.
That’s all I’ve got this Monday. I hope your reality has been kinder to you than mine has been to me lately! If not, at least we have coffee.
Now that was a random ending to a blog post.