We had another instructor from the hot place tonight forour spinning class.
Jen and I believe this woman was trying to kill us.
From the panting and heavy breathing I heard from those on the bikes around us, I think the other riders were probably all feeling the pain, too.
The instructor called out a man who left the class early, barking at him not to give up.
He explained he had a family member in the hospital, and had to get there before visiting hours ended.
She said, "Oh."
She left him alone, but went on to torture us some more.
I wonder - do they breed evil fitness instructors and them ship them around the country to unsuspecting gyms?
Unlike the "WOO" instructor, this woman muttered inaudibly, then was mad when we didn't follow her instructions to "getiymopupoi." (We think she wanted us to ride standing up.)
Jen and I are taking three classes this week. I'll keep you posted on our progress, or let you know if one of us drops dead. (If it's not me.)
I hope I don't drop dead. Although that class last night really kicked my butt. I was chatting with her a bit in the locker room afterward and she's actually very nice though...