The best thing I can say about my morning so far is… is that I did not throw up or pass out.
No, I’m not pregnant. I took my first spinning class today.
It was led by a DRILL SERGEANT named Tiffany (of course). I did ALMOST pass out, and ALMOST barf, and yes, I was the one in class that the instructor had to “take care of.†I seriously thought I would have to go home and vomit for several hours.
But you know what? I didn’t. I hung in there, followed Tiffany’s instructions (that bitch!) and didn’t get sick.
Of course, I still can’t stand up or walk. To get from The Dungeons of Hell (what I now lovingly call the Cycling Room) to the locker room, I had to kind of bounce from one thing I could grab onto to another. I now know why all the soap dishes in the showers have been savagely ripped off the wall – hanging on to the soap dish was the only way I could remain standing in the shower. I kind of leaned on things to get ready, and when I just now tried to stand up from my chair… well, it was not pretty.
So the reason I’m sending you this note is twofold:
One. DO NOT TAKE A SPINNING CLASS. Everyone in the class is really fit and skinny (that is weird – I wonder why that is?? Hmm…)
Two. YOU MUST FORCE ME TO GO TO ANOTHER SPINNING CLASS. I am told (by a NICE skinny woman in the class) that Barbara (not Tiffany, that bitch!), the other instructor, spends a lot of time working with beginners, and that I should take her class on Monday-Wednesday-Friday.
I have committed myself to trying it two more times. Monday is the “Training Wheels†class (isn’t that cute…), but I’m also going to go to Barbara’s class on Wednesday (if I can walk by then) or Friday.
I blew the whole thing off on Monday, and apparently this is my penance. So now I am enlisting you to just email me tomorrow morning to ask me if I worked out.
Did I mention all this happened at 5:30 am??? HUH??? Did I mention that??
Okay, so that is the deal. I can tell you for sure that getting up and working out early has been one of the best things I have ever done for myself – I have soooo much more energy all day long – and this is my attempt at bumping it up a notch (maybe 50...).
Can you help keep me going? In spite of Tiffany (that bitch!)?
Thanks for allowing me to mildly profane.
Leigh

