"Yeah!
You feel that?
Feels good, doesn't it?
Yeah!
Just reach down and control it.
You control the load...
Yeah...
Ahhhh....
Own that load...
Not breathing hard enough...
Tweak that load...
Stand up and grind a little bit...
Yeah.
Mmmmmm....
That's right.
You control it...
*she slowly exhales*
Yeah. That's good.
Hold that.
Hold it a few more seconds...
Yeah...
Oooooooh....that was good...
Now ride it out!"
It being my first time, I look over at Allison to see how she feels about this...
Her face is calm and concentrating.
She's in the zone....
...Apparently, she is not mentally 12 years old like I have become as soon as our spin instructor started groaning and sighing about feeling and controlling "the load".
Clearly, I need more music and less talk in my spin class.
I found myself being distracted by how many times she said "load" and kept wondering what Jay would be doing if he was in the class to hear this too.
Once I had THAT image in my head, I started laughing when I was supposed to be serious and had to sort of bury my face in a TT position so that I didn't get busted...or kicked out.
...but I think she was on to me.
All in all, a really entertaining spin class.
...especially if you are prone toward semi-juvenile behavior, like myself.
thanks for making me laugh out loud--literally--on such a horrible, cold, clammy day.
ReplyDeleteClearly I have spent too much time in the house over the past week. lol
ReplyDeletejay would've said what I was thinking, although likely in far more colorful language.
ReplyDeleteThat's my boy... the Crayola of the pottymouth vocab.
ReplyDelete:-p
Thanks for the pic to match the story...I knew this was part of a sick porno plot...it just got hotter when you turned a spinning class into a porn scene...damn I gotta go sign up.
ReplyDeleteI think that's a fucktard she's wearing.
ReplyDelete@TTM: I do what I can. lol
ReplyDelete@Tim: I swear that you just like to find ways to use "fucktard" in a sentence!
:-p