So its Friday, the last cycling class of the week and I was so close to giving in to the sweet sweet desire to not go at all seeing as how I am sore as a "Tyranasoreous" (yeah that just happened). Being the mentally ill person that I am, I decide to go. I'm new to this whole cycling class thing and I thought it was just standard intense cycling...dead wrong. Mike, our fitness instructor...or guide if you will is a crazy man. He had us doing push ups on our handle bars while we peddled on high resistance, he had us doing circuits, and towards the end incorporated a grueling game of "Simon Says".
|Its seriously sheer luck that I stumble upon the things that i do...|
"This is no time for ease and comfort. It is the time to dare and endure" ~ Winston Churchhill