last wk when i was spinning by myself, the (cute) instructor came in, and we chatted for a few min. he convinced me to give his class a try.
i did today, and it was a really great work out and a very fast 45 min. i was able to keep up more or less. BUT i was not wearing the right underwear. (normally when i bike, i rarely sit down, but today, majority of the times we were sitting). l et’s just say the seat rubbed me the wrong way. it was so painful. by far more painful than the class itself. except i couldn’t even say anything because it was embarassing. at the end of the class (well, the spinning part, because the class goes on to a 30 min run, which i skipped), he asked me how i liked it. i had to fake a smile and told him that i really liked the class. whichi really did. but i was in so much pain.
it reminded me of that time when christie and mike was fostering puppies, and all the puppies mistakenly were feeding on the little boy puppy’s penis and he was so chafed.
i am totally gonna take the class again, but this time, i will dress appropriately.