There's a saying that you  never forget how to ride a bike, which is true I guess. But one thing  one always tends to forget is how much it hurts!
The class was a cycle  class – aimed at people who like to have fun and work hard – but was  actually 40 minutes of torture.
At the 20 minute mark – at  about the point when I thought only 10 minutes to go (as I thought it  was only a 30 minute class) the gym instructor advised we were half  way!! "YAY" she sang "aren't we having fun!" I wanted to shove the  microphone headset down her peppy throat. 
She did however, advise  that newies (that's me) could go at our own pace. I looked around and  could not see a couch, nor a bottle of red so instead of going at my own  pace I continued to ride a bike way too fast to nowhere.
At about 10 minutes to go, I ran out of water and nearly died.  But I survived by keeping myself hydrated by licking the sweat off my  face. 
I was in agony.. the last time I was in this much pain there  were midwives and I had some gas... where was my damn gas?!! ok, it  wasn't THAT bad... but close.
At 40 minutes we weren't  quite finished (the lying bitch).  Because we had to cool down and stretch.
After the cool down I  dismounted and was mortified to feel that the bike seat was still  clenched in my butt cheeks! But a quick look at the bike assured me the  seat was still attached to the bike and not protruding from my rear end.  But it sure felt like it!
Then the instructor and  the rest of the class started their stretches. They each lifted a leg  onto the frame of the bike.... my leg didn't move. I had to pick it up  with both hands and place the leg on the bike and then stretch.. which  felt pretty good.
I exited the gym as fast  as my concrete legs could carry me and across the carpark to my car (I'm  pretty sure I parked it closer, that gym bitch must have moved it).
I was pretty scared because I thought that I would probably  feel worse in the morning, but surprisingly not.. I felt pretty good..  apart from my butt.
I am pretty sure the human  body was not in any way designed for cycling. There is nothing in  nature that needs one to straddle an instrument of torture while  pedalling. Which is why the muscles in that region are not ever felt  until a cycle class.
However, 40 minutes of  high intensity cycling is worth 6 points!! so I may do it again...  maybe.
 
I HATE cycling so I can totally relate to everything you say on this post. The pain, the numbness, everything!
ReplyDeleteCrack up! And I so agree... why do people enjoy doing this stuff? I don't get it at all! I'd rather not eat the Mars Bar ,you know?
ReplyDeleteI didn't know you had this blog, Toushka, so I'm going to hunt around a bit. x
this is hilarious and I am sure I have read it before
ReplyDeleteI can't think of anything worse than a spin class. I love cycling, and used to do it a lot. But I think you need fresh air - and your own, slow pace to make it work. Oh my it's good for that rock-hard butt though!
ReplyDeleteMy butt and I both firmly detest cycling. Actually, we detest most forms of exercise.
ReplyDeleteHehehehe... this is so cute and funny. In fact, it was so real, I feel like I don't need to get on a bike today. In fact, tomorrow too.
ReplyDeleteI would never ever in a million years do one of those classes. Sure you get results, but there must be a better way.
ReplyDeletevery funny....i HATE bike riding...it is not fun and it makes you walk funny afterwards....
ReplyDeletethat said, it at least made for a hilarious post!
Gill xo
Oh this is me after ABT class. Without the bicycle seat. Obviously. But I can barely make it up the stairs after a real workout.
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