Spinning Back

I walk into the black box of a room and give a little shiver. They keep it cold, real cold. Hopping onto a bike in the back of the room I settle as best I can onto the uncomfortable little seat. The lights dim until they are barely on and the music cranks up - way up.

My feet turn the pedals faster and faster and soon my thoughts outrace the one wheel. Im immediately transported back 7 years to the summer before I was married. A spinning devotee back then, I may forever associate the bike class with that summer. Out of grad school, a working girl, and planning the wedding of my dreams. I loved being engaged to be married. Full of hope & love, the world seemed ripe with possibilities.

I linger there, remembering and reliving, until the lights are back on and the music stops.

Off the bike, mopping up the sweat, I step out of the past - and I am immediately bombarded with my future.

4 kids come bounding out of the childcare room into my arms - full of hope, love and possibilities.