I just finished watching the movie Run Fat Boy Run. It’s very good, like movies should be. Funny. Movies that make you feel good about the world when they end. Nice endings, where the lovable character get the girl etc. etc.

What’s so important about this movie to warrant writing about it?

Spin Classes.

In the movie he goes to a spin class. What’s a Spin Class? Well, if you’re like me, your first thought would be break dancing. Hip Hop, Swing, The Cha Cha, whatever. If you’re like me, you are wrong. Dead wrong.

It’s exercise bikes. Special ones, that play motivating music.

I know, what the hell? Who needs to pay for a class, when you could just don your IPod and ride any old stationary bike?

It’s gets better.

You also have a coach. The coach is egging you on, “Come on! Just a little further!” You have stationary racers to either side of you! “You can do this!” yells the coach.

You can’t let them win! This is exciting, you and all the other stationary racers, locked head to head. It’s beautiful, god damned beautiful!

Coach is up front, letting you all know the imaginary things you’re experiencing. Trees, the breeze, the sun on your face, those little mints that the housekeepers leave on your pillow.

Who needs fresh air? Give me an exercise bike, some Techno music, and a pretend sandwich. The world is my oyster.

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