I have just got back from spin (actually that's a lie I got back an hour
and a half ago but have only just recovered) and felt only right in sharing this horrendous experience with you all.
Firstly. .. Please give me a round of applause I joined the gym for real.
Last week I enquired and confused the lady at the reception when I declined her $89 deal of a back pack and on line food coaching. "Oh I don't need a backpack" I tell her "I have my trusty Jack Wills" then realise old Jack is at home having a rest and I'm actually there in my non gym clothes as I was just enquiring. Sigh
Rather than explain about Jack I decline her offer of said backpack again but she won't let it go. She tells me 3 or 4 times how useful backpacks are until I snap and I tell her "I don't need a backpack I have my Jack Wills one all the way from England" she then shuts up after scanning the room for another member of staff to assist her with an escape route from presumably me!
Anyhow... I'm officially a member of fernwood gym - ladies only too might I add. Not sure if that carries any cred?
So Monday night I did body attack which was erm as I've said before like I've been attacked.
Had yesterday off to recover and went to spin today.
So last time as you can all recall I was at the back under the fan but not getting any effect ... so this time haha I'm at the front and am certain the fan is gona get me.... oh no no no not only is the fan fixed and I'm not even getting the slightest of breeze but it's a different lady taking spin who announces "I've been banned from spinning so am going to stand here and shout at you, which by the way makes me more aggressive"
Gulp. To make things worse than being at the front there is only 6 of us in the group so the instructor can see EVERYONE and EVERYTHING.
She then goes on to say that she's mean and tough and if we don't leave crawling then we haven't worked hard enough. She bellows something about
lactic acid but to be honest I'm starting to worry and thinking how I could escape.
She screams that we have to be in gear 15 at least.
I do know now that ride easy is between gears 8-10 but as to the rest I have no idea.
Half way through she started shouting about going upstairs. I wondered how this was possible as I've not seen any stairs then started to think that maybe it's a nice room with fluffy pillows, soothing music and vanilla candles (always has to be vanilla doesn't it?!)
But on observation of the other ladies in the mirror she actually meant standing up on the bike and not actually going upstairs.
Sigh.
She then screams at us with all her might "DIG DEEP LADIES, DIG" dig for what? What am I digging for. I don't want to dig, I don't particularly want to spin.
I pretend I'm moving the gears when she screams other commands at us, she keeps glancing at me in a disproving way as if she knows I'm not in gear 15.
She screams about race lines and burning calories but to be honest all I can think about is how much I'm gasping and thank god for the music being so loud.
I also should point out that I have cramp in my foot pretty much from the start, we're then told to point our toes down to make it easier which I do then I get cramp in my calves. So not only am I gasping I'm in even more agony.
Trying to rub ones calves while spinning in gear 13 is like trying to cross the M25 in rush hour while riding a wild bull and knitting with your toes. Not good.
At one stage I felt like I was going to pass out but feel that was more from forgetting to actually eat today. Sigh
Having said all this the 45 minutes did go really quickly and even though I didn't reach the rpm of 130 that we were shouted at to get too, I did make it to 124 is that good?
I feel a little cheated as well as there were no freezing cold scented flannels and I wasn't able to get a strong mint (aka crown mint) as there were too many ladies at reception.
So all in all exhausted, hot, tired, worn out and extremely out of breathe. I didn't crawl out of the room either so I guess I didn't do it
hard enough tonight.
I'm now sitting here eagerly waiting until Friday morning to do it all again.
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