Unexpected Instincts

Recently, I came in first on the ridiculous “Torq-board” at Flywheel, which is this massive chain of weirdly number-driven biking classes. I left class feeling weirdly proud of myself for doing something I honestly didn’t think I particular cared about, which was strange. It’s not that I’m “above” caring about a spin class. In fact, … Continue reading “Unexpected Instincts”