This morning I went to my first spin class.Observations:
Apparently there are assigned seats, kinda like church. Don't even try and take some hard core chicks bike. (sorry in my book anyone with silicone enhancements, a sports bra, lycra shorts and attitude is a chick)
Speaking of silicone. Has every 35-45 yr old women gone under the knife!!!
Anyone who sits in the front row is really there to look at themselves in the mirror. There is nothing worse than a sweaty, hairy man in a tank top admiring himself.
And anyway nobody really looks good in biking shorts with pads in the butt.
It's a love/hate thing with the instructors. It's great and all to have some encouragement, but it annoys me to be struggling for breath while they are just chatting away like the workout is no big deal.
Size 13 biking shoes look really, really big.
I sweat. I mean I really, really sweat. I had to stop and move some of my stuff away from the bike because I was making a puddle.
No wonder all those enhanced women weren't hitting on me?
2 comments:
The women weren't hitting on you, because they were intimidated by your manliness (is that a word?) Or maybe it was because you were wearing lycra shorts. As a rule, I never hit on men in lycra.
My 20's are coming to a close, I guess I should start saving up for my midlife update
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