I don't like exercise; I never have. When the desire to work out strikes, a leisurely jog around the park suits me just fine. So when a friend insisted we take a SoulCycle class together, I groaned inwardly, but acquiesced.
SoulCycle, like Pilates, Barry's Boot Camp, and other exercise fads before it, has inspired legions of acolytes to preach the word and preach it very loudly. In my opinion, it seemed very "New York," in that it's difficult to gain access and expensive as hell. Needless to say, spending $40 to sweat in a dark, crowded room was not at the top of my to-do list.