A special shout out to my original Badass spin and TRX instructor JoAnn Lawson! You were sorely missed tonight when I decided to go to Freestyle Spin class at 5:30. You know thats not my usual mom hour but since the battle of the buldge has begun in the Breedlove house I had to make up for lost times. After almost choaking on my own vomit while the song Space Jam was blarring, and the super sappiness of the instructor with her buddies up there moving in unison, I coined that class Prancercise Spin Class. I almost left in the middle of the class between the terrible music, my neighbors horrific gas and my instructors peppiness, but I stayed because I had a mission and I was there. No excuses right? I miss my spin class days where I walked in, beat the shit out of my bike, listen to loud music, maybe said a few F-Bombs got all the crazy mom aggression out, and finish feeling revived. Not this class. Im not kidding about the multitude of arm and body movements that we were instructed to do. It was totally prancercise on a bike, or very similiar to the 80s Jazzercise trend, all on the bike! Too confusing, too uncorrdinating for this fat girl. Note to self...... go to gym at normal mom hour while all the old farts (literally) are at work, and all the people with crazy amounts of energy and peppiness are out shotgunning energy drinks between prancercising in the park. *******Apologies to anyone that enjoys that spin class and that i might have offended, but I guess it just wasnt the right class for me. it was a very full class and the instructor knew a lot of people...... I was just an outsider crashing their happy party.****** Note: This video is real! Her hair may not be, but that cameltoe sure is.
Posted on: Tue, 13 Jan 2015 04:37:17 +0000
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