Then God Thought, "How Can I Make Exercise MORE Unpleasant For Her?"

Spinning class kicked my ass today. Crazy hard. So hard that my stomach started cramping about halfway through. Not a normal exercise cramp but a deep, aching uncomfortable cramp. The kind God sends monthly to remind us of the stupendous, inexplicable miracle that is woman. However, it is not currently time for this particular heaven-sent reminder. I was stricken with this awful pain for no good reason. No good reason. And it wasn't the first time. Strangely, I get this feeling often when I'm working really hard in spin class and I have no idea why, but I have two plausible theories: 1) intense exercise confuses my body so mightily that it just starts clutching my uterus in panic, like a spongy foam stress ball OR 2) that obnoxious bike seat gets wedged so far up my crotch that my body surmises I could be pregnant.