At the gym: October 2007 Archives

Tuesday's cycling class was a barrel of laughs.

Not only has the nighttime class been taken over by the evil "WOO!" instructor (see this blog post for details), she had a whole class of people just like her.

I got back on the "working out" horse this week, only to be greeted by the evil one on my first class back. On the bike next to me was a woman who'd never taken a cycling class before.

Boy, was she in for a treat!

(Again, that was sarcasm.)

The devil's minion started the class, and screamed at us about how good it felt to ride. To my surprise, more than 10 others in the class joined in, whooping and hollering about how much fun we were having.

For the record, no one has FUN in cycling.

We go because we don't want our butts to get any wider.

It's that simple.

I can't feel my legs.

After an hour of cycling class tonight (I have not been for a week. I had a cold.), I think I have successfully broken my legs.

It hurts to walk.

It hurts to sit.

It just hurts to be.

Don't even get me started about how my butt is feeling right about now. It's so mad, it won't even clap for me.

(That's a stripper reference. Look it up.)

I think I may have overdid it.

Hi guys. I'm going to start working out again today.

I'm really, really happy about it.

(For those of you who do not know, that was also sarcasm.)

I had something awful last week, I think it was the flu, and it kept me away from cycling class.

I just hope I don't die going to one tonight. Wish me luck.