Monday I was back in the saddle in spin class after the 10 hour ride from hell over the weekend. And the length of the ride wasn't the hell, it was my wife, who yelled at me for about 9 and a half hours, because she does not like the way I drive. And feel the same way about her driving skills as well. Any way we made it without any punches being thrown. Getting back to the spin class, it was a good class run by our gal Evil. She has really kicked it up since she has been back from vacation. It must be all that pent up energy she had stored away. And once again your pal did not get on a new bike. Do these miscreants who take my bike, that I deserve, know who they are dealing with, I guess not. I guess I will have to get up real early or an alternative would be to take the Silver Slippers class before the spin class. But I don't own a pair of silver slippers, a gold pair yes, but no silver.
Any way the class had a lot of the regulars, Mary Heidie, Dede,Paula, Bernice, Dollie, Wendy, and of course your pal. Good music and a good workout by Evil sent everyone home with a smile on their face and big wet stains under their arms. And one more note is that Evil has just been real perky lately. She has kicked up her perkiness to a new level. Something is up with that. She is like a cheerleader on steroids, it's kind of creepy. Oh well she does give us a good workout so I will put up with this god awful cheeriness .
Added bonus a picture of your pal getting down at the wedding this weekend.
7 comments:
WHOA! How did you get so old so fast??? A little more white beard and you could pass as Santa Claus!
It looks like you were being held up by some masked bandit and you liked it!
That's very funny. Check your stocking this year it could be filled with coal.
Clue me in on the "perky" description? When, where how? Just so you know, you don't gain any points with me when you call me perky.
adj. perk·i·er, perk·i·est
1. Having a buoyant or self-confident air; briskly cheerful.
2. Jaunty; sprightly.
I ran into Kristie after spin last week and she told me I wasn't allowed to show any signs of pain (Remember I had the back pain last week?) She said that I had to be a role model for all the spinners out there. Guess I fooled you all pretty well with the perky charade. I'm just a big fake.
I know a lot about living with pain. I am living every day with the curse of handsomness. So don't tell me about pain missy. I know pain.
Get down w/ you bad self!
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