bigfoodiemama

So, my attendance at the Tuesday night spinning class resumed last night, having taken a night off last week ,after having acupuncture for my ongoing butt trouble....yes, I am now allowing someone to actually put pins in my ass......no I am not a sadomasochist ! I had decided ( hilariously !) that I really must be quite fit as the spin class to date had been fairly straightforward, being a bit of a push but enjoyable and my sweat towel had gone mostly unused. The KOK's had advised me that Rapid had the bikes serviced about 10 days ago, but I reckoned this was merely a spit and polish job and would have no effect whatsoever. " Fit" and confident, I strolled into class last night. Lovely Loopy Lou took a seat on my bike, having just finished Boot Camp ( hence the loopy bit ), so I happily moved one over and positioned myself, in my Muddy Fox padded shorts, onto the new saddle, a broader, softer version of it's previous item of perineal torture...happy days. The funk...

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...

I've always thought that people who choose Spinning as an activity should be committed. Why on earth would anyone subject themselves to sweating profusely on a bike going nowhere, with a rock hard saddle assaulting you and someone shouting at you ?? You'd have to be out of your mind .....so, last Tuesday night Bigfoodiemama went Spinning. Rapid Ronan, king of the spinners, very kindly laid on a new beginners class for the KOK's and the other spaces were filled by folks we mostly knew and the rest we will, of course, know very well, very soon. Rapid looked at me nervously but kindly on my arrival in my padded cycling shorts. I had bought them earlier in the day on the advice of my work colleagues, who looked at me in astonishment as I told them of my plans and advised me that a) I would not enjoy it, b) it would hurt and c) they really could not find anything positive to say about spinning. They did advise the padded shorts so I headed off to Sports World and bought a size ...