The accent sounded familiar. When the sleek brunette ended her sentence with "hey," I had to ask "Where are you from?"
She’s from Johannesburg, South Africa, which I visited recently. But she has lived here fifteen years since following her sister, so the U.S. feels like home to her. This nice woman whom I’d never talked to before said, "If I’d known you were going, I would have had you meet my father."
This happened at spinning class, which I revisited after a break of almost two months. I managed to get through the entire 45-minute class. The insider’s trick is to keep the bike’s resistance low. Also, I don’t always spin as rapidly as the teacher. Frankly, I don’t think my legs are capable of it.
Spinning teachers tend to be very upbeat. That helps, too.