I didn't think you could get more type-A than Judy, but apparently Sparkles can. I now ask you to imagine: Reese Witherspoon's character from legally blonde COMBINED with her chihuahua and given a healthy dose of crack. That's Sparkles.
Once we started class, I began to yearn for a torture session from Judy.
I don't think Sparkles knows what she is doing. First of all, she was having us turn our resistance up SUPER high. and stay in the saddle. If you're still seated on a bike, you should be able to maintain at least 80 rpm, or you could really hurt your knees. If you're in high resistance, you get up out of the saddle. That's what I ended up doing - because I'm not blowing my knees out unless Sparkles plans on paying for my surgery and PT.
Instead of getting mad at Sparkles, however, I decided to think of all the wonderful things I want to eat today (and deserve to eat after this class).
Rolls.
Turkey.
Rolls.
Broccoli Casserole.
Rolls.
Gravy.
Rolls.
Mashed potatoes.
Rolls.
Pumpkin Roll.
Rolls.
I hope this is my last ever encounter with Sparkles. But, I won't let her hyperactivity and ineptitude stop me from reaching my goal, so, Sparkles, the next time we meet: BRING.IT.ON.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!
Until Tomorrow,
J
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