Tuesday, 12 February 2013

Live rigor mortis.

Everything I have ever said against Adam or Amber I totally retract. Amber is NOT a spinning devil, Amber is an angel. I vow to throw rose petals in front of her as she walks if I NEVER have to see Louise again.

Louise is the stand in if anybody is sick. Amber was sick tonight and omg. I'm reasonably sure I now have rigor mortis in my legs even though I am apparently still alive. I know 250% that I will not be able to walk tomorrow. We were stood up and pedalling like fuck for at least 40 of the 45 minutes. Some of the pedalling was backwards, some forwards but ALL was on pretty high resistance if not ridiculously high! It was the first time I actually felt at one point I might not make it through the class. Nikki almost let a mouthful of puke go, everyone else was just deadly silent through the whole thing. I now have legs of steel, which is great but I don't think my knees will bend ever again and, right now, I think I could crush bowling balls between my thighs. When Louise asked if we had enjoyed it at the end, she must have had her ear drums blown by the resounding silence. No, you psychotic bitch you have nearly killed us all.

And I am expecting my legs to jog tomorrow.....?

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