Mon: 4:45pm- 5:45pm
Wed: 4:45pm- 5-45pm
Sat: 8:15am- 9:15am
Seeing that the Monday or Wednesday options were impossible since I get out of work at 4:30pm monday - friday, I decided to try out the Saturday morning class since I stayed in Anaheim this weekend.
The night before my spinning class I was terrified of what would come out of it. I have heard some stories of how difficult they were, and was intimidated seeing how it would be my first class with an instructor. I hate waking up early on weekends, but I was up and ready for my class. Class was at 8:15am and I was there locking up my bike at 8:10 thinking I was running a bit late, I get to the studio and the lights were out... umm where's my instructor?? NO ONE KNEW!!
Frustrated as hell, I wait... Finally around 8:25am my instructor shows up, she doesn't look happy to be there. I wouldn't be happy either if I were walking around with PINK EYE... eww.. but she promised to stay away from everyone and everything, which I thought was fair enough, everyone being myself, man in his 40's, and the pink eye infested instructor.
Spinning can be fun with an instructor.. when she decided to instruct, that is. My instructor was telling the world about how she got pink eye, and the other guy in the class wasn't even paying attention to what she was instructing, 1/2 way through he gave up and walked away.
People slowly starting coming in for the following class which was yoga, an older man came in and just started talking to us. He was very sweet and was telling us he was a 5x CANCER SURVIVOR. His doctors had told him that the reasons he kept beating it was because he was very active and always watched what he ate.
He continued on telling me that he liked my smile and was impressed that I was spinning as fast as I was and was not out of breath. After my class he came up to me and told me that more girls should be like myself, that being a "full figured girl" was okay if I had a positive attitude such as I did. I had to giggle a little, because this is exactly what I was doing, this is the message that I am trying to get across, and he had no idea.
