Friday, May 9, 2008

As I posted earlier, I went to spin class this morning. In order to go to this class I have to wake up at 4:00 am to give me enough time to wake up, brush my teeth, dress, and get out the door to make it to the class on time. I'm not really a morning person, but I like getting my exercise done and out of the way for the day.

This morning there was a girl in the class that was way too chipper and cheery for so early in the morning. She brought her hairdresser with her so he could take his first spin class. I'll set the scene for you. She's a little blonde thing, probably 5 feet tall, 90 pounds soaking wet. He's your typical gay male hair stylist. In great shape, tan, with better hair than I'll ever have.

So we get started with the class. The first song comes on after the warm-up and we start going uphill. Apparently she likes going uphill so she lets out this whoop. It sounds like the noise white girls make when they've had too much to drink and are dancing (stumbling) on the bar (Whooooo!!!!!!!!). Got that? She did this continually throughout the class. Then a song came on that her friend really liked. So he started bouncing in his seat and clapping along to the beat. WTH? This is spin class, not a dance club! It got really annoying really fast and I wanted to punch both of them by the time class was over. But maybe it's just me and I need to get the stick out of my butt.
I don't think so though. I hope she doesn't come to the next class…

I did get a good workout though, and I guess that's all that matters.