Saddle Sore and Purple Snacks

So, having missed the past 2 weeks spinning class, at which one of the KOK's actually nearly died ( apparently), I arrived down this evening to Rapid Ronan's full of vigor and enthusiasm . As it is now officially Autumn, I wore my 3/4 length leggings, and happily marched over to my usual bike. I was greatly concerned, when I had to draw in my breath completely to get between the bikes and wondered if I had gained a stone, until Cantering Clare and MILF Mullarkey confirmed that Rapid had moved the bikes closer together....probably his idea of a joke ! The class was great apart from some dodgy music choices and Cantering Clare remarked that she was sweating so much her glasses were fogging up. " What ?" asked MILF, claiming her hearing was a bit off. Between those two I sat, unable to speak, so we formed the spinning version of "See no evil, Speak no evil, Hear no Evil" . I was concerned for the KOK's behind due to my consumption of Saag Aloo curry for te...