Mondays spin class run by our gal Evil and her theme was Halloween. She played a lot of scary music to go along with her workout. This music is probably on a loop down in Evil's dungeon. I think she tyred to carry this theme out to the 10 degree by actually trying to make her own Halloween decoration, a corpse, using one of the spinners. It was s tough workout to say the least. But we all made it.
Now that the summer is over the class is beginning to fill out. Back from a long summer of training and running a marathon was Pregnant Carrie, who is not pregnant, yet. And it was good to see the other Wendy back as well.
Evil seems to be a little distracted she has not been her usual happy self as of late. And also , the people who have been there the longest will have to take a back seat to all the new interlopers that will be coming to take the class. I noticed today that it is starting. After class most of the times, I get together and sit down with Ms. Evil and chat. Well today I became part of the wall as I was left out of any interaction. And you know that it's OK and I know that she needs to make new friends. And I will miss her happy smile and her sweaty clothes. It will take time, and I know that soon I will be able to finish her class without a tear running down my cheek. I will always cherish the times we had together and....................I have to stop now it's to painful to go on.
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Hi Willie,
Thanks for the sappy Elaine Paige tribute. It really lifted me up this morning-not!
Sorry, I didn't sit down with you after class. I didn't mean to dis you. I'll make up for it next week and come back super perky if I can get through the Halloween weekend without any major catastrophes at home with my teen and tween sons.
Puhlease Willie....
Give us a break with your sappy sentiment. It's hell raising teenagers (no pun intended)
Mary
Well Mary, I have just come to the realization that I will be in hell for the next 14 years of my life. That is when my youngest will turn 19. At that point I will be 62. Will somebody just kill me now please?
Hey Amy,
The first is the toughest...they teach the younger ones everything. Freshman year is the hardest..still kids but try to act cool. It gets easier trust me..Two years ago I did not think I was going to survive HS but it miraculously got better. Hang in there and trust your instincts no matter what everyone else is saying. You know your kid even tho they might seem like an alien right now....They will figure it out and surprise you.
Mary
Military academdy and convent is the answer to all your problems.
Willie, I would like to again recognize publicly your generosity in sacrificing your workout just so i could try out one of the new bikes. I did feel guilty when i saw you during class having to switch bikes. If it makes you feel any better i banged my leg on the seat post and got a bruise.
Thanks Carrie, I feel so much better that you hit your knee.
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