Ok so i am in my last spin class of break because tomorrow I swim and then I am back to Glenn's WOOHOOOO!! Never thought I would say that I am so thankful I have no more spin after tonight's class. So spin begins and it's hell, as per usual... 30 minutes go by and my stomach feels like it is going to explode. I get off my wheel in between songs and sprint down to the bathroom. About 3 minutes later I run back up into class and then about 25 minutes go by and I feel like I am going to vomit or pass out, I am not sure which one. But my instructor is like okay 1 more song and low and behold Lady Gaga comes on so then I know it's my sign that I cannot bail out, even if it's only 5 minutes early. So I am doing my last sprint, he's yelling, I'm pedaling, the song ends, I start gagging, I sprint out of the room (didn't even clean my bike... oops) go to the bathroom, slam the stall and start vomiting peanut butter. This woman is next to me like, "darling are you okay?" I'm like HELLOOOO i am vomiting, does it look like i am okay??? So I exit the bathroom, bitches be staring at me, but i just grab my stuff and sprint to my car to speed home and lay in the fetal position.
THE END.
CatharineAmandaTilton
P.S. Oh and what makes the story even better.... RachelJeanneCollins and I had been speaking before I went and her suggestion to me was ... "puke all over the biker in front of you!"
Thanks a lot Rach....
Tilt - I actually said puke on the wheel so that it sprays all over everyone in front of you...big difference.
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