BACK IN THE SADDLE

Hello! Long time, no write to. I am indeed alive and well. I hope you are too.

I have recently joined a gym. I’ve been dying to get back into a spin class. I’m really enjoying it. I had a new instructor Thursday night.

This particular instructor likes to take popular songs, such as “You Shook Me All Night Long” and somehow increase the speed of the song 10 fold. When you’re dripping sweat from every pore in your body, it really just kind of makes you want to jump off your bike and tackle her! And she makes up her own words, and belts them out. It’s just annoying. For example, “…knocking me out with those spinning thighs.” It’s really hard to glare while sweat is filling your eyeballs though.

Another thing she does is shake her finger at you and say, “no, no, no” if you try to adjust your resistance downward. I’ve never been one to appreciate someone pointing their finger at me, much less shaking it at me.

She shook her finger Thursday night, and I thought, “That is it! I’m gonna hurt you!” Right after that, I threw up a little bit in my mouth and said, “Never mind. Continue your butt kicking.” Twenty minutes later, the girl beside me started dry heaving. I was trying to yell over the music, “ARE YOU GOING TO THROW UP?!?!” See, I was pinned between her and the wall and I would have been trapped. She started shaking her head that she was NOT going to throw up and she pushed through. Phew.

I’m looking forward to continuing the class and encountering the adventures to come. Just pray that I don’t throw up or pass out. Or fall, while I’m trying to get off the bike.