in Spin the other day 2 things happened …

As we were warming up, I made the conscious decision that I was going to cheat during the class. I decided that I wasn’t going to try hard and that I was going to make it look like I was doing my best. Like, those were the thoughts in my head.. It would probably have been more work trying to make it look hard, as apposed to actually doing what I was supposed to be doing! OK so as soon as I decided to be a slacker and while I was having these thoughts, I went to put my long-ass mane in a pony and my hair elastic snapped and broke! Karma! How could you! Have you ever taken a spin class with 1 1/2 feet of hair hanging over your back and shoulders?! I was able to fix the elastic and I decided I would actually try my best. so I did. ok..

So here I am trying my best in spin.. really working it.. ya know, the 1-2, 1-2. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, it probably doesn’t make sense anyways, so whatever. So Fun.’s Some Nights comes on and we’re asked to pick it up.. I’m working it like, woah nelly. That’s the best spin song ever.. I’m like, “Madds- SPRINT. DO IT. DOO ITTT”.. and then the instructor was like, “YOU CAME HERE TO WORK!!” and I’m like, “YEAH I DID! I CAME HERE TO WORK, DAMMIT!!” So I’m like ok, let’s do this thing!! I’m sprinting as fast as I can on the bike and totally have my eyes shut. I’m in the groove. This is my moment.. I came here to WORK. I promised the hair elastic Karmic force that I would work it.. and so I was working it, man. 1-2, 1-2…

Suddenly I realize that I’m the only one sprinting.. with my eyes shut.. making faces like, “you go, girl, you go!”.. so I try to come to a screeching halt and my feet slip out of the pedals. The pedals then go flying in circles whipping around and around hitting me in the shins.. So I stick my legs out straight to either side, while my pedals are whipping and whipping and whipping.. and I’m trying to stop them. It was SO OBVIOUS that I had no idea what I was doing. To go from feeling so totally cool to feeling like an ass hole on a stationary bike that’s riding itself is something that cannot be summed up in words. Clearly I have trouble with bikes.

I found out today that there’s an emergency break on the bike.