So I went to my Tuesday night spinning class and lo and behold Toyota (rip, cam) was having some huge event at good old LTF. I didn't think much of it until I got to class only to find Roberto spinning some tunes for us.
Ok, I love Roberto. In an arm's length sort of don't kiss my cheek or give me a full on hug sort of way. He loves himself a good techno remix of Lady Gaga and who can't appreciate that when they feel like they'd rather lick the floor underneath the guy's bike next to you then do another sprint uphill?
Well, I figured Roberto was the main event. Then I figured those free mini backpacks on the handlebars were the main event. Then I thought maybe the free waterbottles with ice cold water that they passed out at 6:30 was the main event. Then I thought the little Clif Shots they passed out at 6:45 was the main event.
MUCH TO MY SHOCK AND DISMAY..
The 'Main Event' of class last night was that it was 2 hours long.
I found this out after hour 1 never seemed to stop.
I'm pretty sure I was hips back, position 3, and/or hovering in my sleep last night and had a nightmare that involved ADD LOAD every 8 counts.
Not to mention almost every song was mixed with MJ. Talk about getting stuck in your head. But if you've never experienced Flo Rida/Jackson 5, Don't Stop Believin/Billie Jean, or that disco stick song with Beat It, then you have not experienced the good life.
badumching.
Also, the teach standing on top of his bike and yelling 'Let your body roooooock!' might have been a highlight. Right behind when he did the Bert dance 'Walk like a Pigeon' across the front of the room. Or took 90 seconds to count from 10 to 1.
But anyway. Here I am. A mini backpack, a Toyota waterbottle, and an entire body's worth of soreness richer.
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