Just like home. Except with disco lights, and in French.

Last week I went to my first spinning class at my new gym. It’s called “Biking”, except it’s probably pronounced “Beekeeng”. And instead of nice views of Porter Square, I have a disco ball and a strobe light accompanying the music (the music, at least, is actually pretty similar). And instead of my friend Kathryn leading the class with a headset microphone, it’s this muscle bound guy screaming at me in a language I don’t yet understand.

So, basically the same thing. At least it’s a good workout.

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