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It’s 9:13 AM on a Saturday morning and I’ve already worked out. That’s right, you heard me, I’VE ALREADY WORKED OUT. I had to get up at 6:40 to do so and ironically, I don’t even get up that early on the weekdays anymore but I got up this morning.
Here’s why. A long, long time ago in a galaxy far, far away (oops) … nah, just kidding. But a pretty long time ago I bought Kevin some Pilate’s equipment classes as a gift from Core Integrity Pilates. I figured that they would be good for him and that after he learned all the equipment, maybe we could do a class together once a week.
Also, at 6’5” he needs to stretch more and nobody can argue that working on your core is bad amiright???? Anyhow, of course he never did them and never followed up and last week we started doing this spin class together on Saturday. Last week we did one at 9:00 though and that’s a much more reasonable time.
So I wanted Kevin to try to take a Pilates Private lesson but they could only do one on Sunday. Therefore, we had to do our spinning on Saturday but unfortunately, the 9:00 class was cancelled this week. That only left the 7:30 AM class as an option and Kevin needed to go to work so we decided to do that.
What this meant was that I couldn’t have my protein milkshake in the morning because I would definitely be puking in class if I did that so we got up early and went to the class.
Here’s the good news. Unlike last week, I didn’t practically die in the class but ONCE AGAIN I was in last place. I totally don’t understand this because this time when I got there, they were doing a fundraiser for JDRF (Juvenile Diabetes) and there was a set of grandparents in there who were older than we were.
I figured that FOR SURE I could beat them and then the ambulance wouldn’t be watching for me to do but I was WRONG! I don’t get it. Sure my RPM wasn’t that high because I’m sort of a slow but steady person but it makes no sense that I couldn’t seem to keep up with anybody.
I told Kevin that I’m sure the problem is that I was on the same bike and that Bike 9 apparently has some sort of “issue” with it. Next time I’m going to try a different bike because it couldn’t POSSIBLY be me could it? How is it possible for someone who spins constantly to still have the ambulance stalking them?
Kevin is convinced that no matter how badly I do the ambulance will just stay behind me and NOT pick me up and that the computer is rigged to sort of keep everyone together but I’m still bound and determined to see if that’s true.
Next Saturday I’ll be in Atlanta and Mom 2.0 Summit so I won’t be spinning but I suppose I can let you know my progress on this point in two weeks. Until then, I guess I’ll just be stalked by death. If you don’t hear from me again you know that the ambulance won.