If you follow me on Facebook or twitter, you know that this morning was my first ever spin class. Cycle class. Hell on wheels class. Whatever you want to call it class. You would also know that if you read my last blog post.
What you don’t know however, unless you do indeed follow me on Facebook is that 30 minutes into said spin class, I barfed.
Facebook is a great way for you to keep up with the hilarity of my real life, in real-time. So if you’re not following me, you may be missing out on important details, like me vomiting. Just sayin’…
Spinning is no joke, folks. That shit is haaaard to keep up with. Granted it wasn’t until after I left the class 20 minutes prior to it ending to throw up and try to lose that faint feeling that was taking over my body, that I found out the gym offers a cycle 101 class. That would be for beginners. That is not the one I took. Ahem.