Blood boiling, but not sweating

That was how my lunchtime spin class left me today.  I don’t seem to be having much luck with stand-in instructors at the moment – after Sauron last week today we had the woman who frankly deserves the Guinness World Record for being the Most Annoying Woman Ever To Be Given A Bike And A Microphone.  Quite apart from being certifiably insane, she absolutely insisted on “singing” along to every track, which I wouldn’t mind so much but the woman REALLY couldn’t sing.  The foxes and cats who like to fight behind my house are more tuneful.  And when she wasn’t singing she was just wailing and grunting for no apparent reason at all.  I was audibly willing her to shut up by the end.

All of which would have been bearable if it had at least been a good workout, but it wasn’t.  Instead of doing hills or sprints or jumps to the tracks we just had to keep pedalling along in time with the beat, which is all very well but it’s not challenging in the same way.  I had barely broken a sweat by the end of the 45 minutes so I had to go and take out some of my rage and frustration on the rowing machine for 10 minutes afterwards.  That was more satisfying.

One third of the way through Juneathon!  I know there have been a couple of days that I could at best call “slack”, and at worst, “fail”, but I am going to keep plodding on regardless – as iliketocount has reminded me today, that bikini still has to be gotten into!


About westlondonplodder
Thirty-something London girl looking for the next big challenge

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