News flash: recent studies have shown that texting while driving can result in up to twenty-three times more car accidents than if we pay attention at the wheel. Is anybody surprised at this statistic? Do we really need funded studies to tell us that we should have our eyes on the road while driving? To me, that’s like studying the effects of driving while blindfolded.
Now, the essential scientific study I’d like to see conducted is how the heck you can text during spinning class. I don’t get how that’s even possible. I have enough trouble spinning while spinning. Okay so maybe I’m at least thirty years older than many of my fellow spinners, but I need my entire brain focused on my “ride” in order to feel safe. 
I usually arrive to class at least fifteen minutes early to thoroughly prepare. First I check out which bike is the smoothest when the tension is raised, so I don’t hurt my knees. I usually try out about three or four until I’m thoroughly comfortable. Then I get the bike seat exactly the right height so I don’t over-stretch my calves or Achilles tendons.
Then I hop on again, start pedaling to see if the seat is forward enough so I don’t hurt my back, the handlebars are high enough to keep my elbows and wrists safe, and that the pedal cages work perfectly to protect my feet. Then I spray disinfectant on the handle bars so I don’t get the swine flu from the previous spinner, and then take out my water bottle, towel and the all important padded seat (as if my own padding is not enough).
The final check ensures that shoelace ends are tucked into sneakers so they don’t get caught up in the spokes causing me to fly off the bike with my foot still stuck. Of course by that time, I need just one more ladies room visit so my bladder doesn’t interrupt the one-hour class. Now I’m ready to warm up a bit before the instructor officially begins class by blasting the music at a decibel level that could deafen the Red Hot Chili Peppers.
Then ten minutes into class, here comes skinny young spinner with her swinging blonde ponytail. Blackberry in hand, she jumps on the bike next to mine, goes into an immediate one-handed standing sprint while texting with the other hand. I’m so spellbound by this specimen of a human who is able to accomplish such a feat that I lose focus and nearly fall off my bike. See how dangerous texting while spinning can be … for me? Yes, I think this phenomenon definitely deserves further study.