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You know how when you’re trying to do something and somebody offers to help but you’re like “no thanks, I got this” and then you stubbornly do it by yourself and then you drop the thing you were moving on your FOOT and it hurts like a mofo but you can’t say anything because everyone is watching you and you already refused help?
Yeah, that happened.
I was in spinning this morning and somebody said that the bike that I like, the bike that I always USE, was squeaking badly. It didn’t bother me but apparently it bothered other people in the class. Julie, the gym owner and the instructor asked whether I liked that particular bike or that particular spot? I like the spot because it’s in the crosshairs of a fan and I get really overheated because I really don’t sweat much.
Is that too much information? Tough.
So I told her I liked the spot, not the bike, and she said we could switch the bike out with the one next to it. No big deal right? She offered to help but I was all like “no, I got this!” So I started moving my bike and shifting the other bike and moving and shifting and there really wasn’t much maneuvering room. As a matter of fact, it was a pretty tight fit.
So tight in fact that when I lowered the spin bike I lowered it right on top of my big toe. Did it hurt? Yes, it hurt like a son of a bitch but everyone in the class was watching and waiting because the class couldn’t begin until I got on the bike. It was killing me but I didn’t want to be a total pussy about it so I sucked it up and got on my bike.
Now, you know I have vagus nerve issues so the minute I get a huge shot of adrenalin I start to pass out so I’m sitting there thinking “fuck, I hope I don’t pass out” because it was shocking to me how badly this stupid little toe thing hurt. I guess I dropped it right on the nail and I was thinking of getting a pedicure for this wedding I have to go to this weekend but I suppose it’ll just be purple instead.
I like to think of myself as a pretty tough person but I must say, the damn thing hurt the entire class. Lesson learned though people. Never do anything by yourself. From now on, I’ll let the little itty bitty instructor deal with the heavy equipment.
Just saying …