So Tuesday's are boot camp day. I went and had a great/hard workout. When I leave the Y on Tue I always sign up for Spin class the following morning. (Wed) I think there are only about 10 bikes and so I like to be sure I get one. Normally, the class is NOT full, but I sign up anyways. Well this morning I head out the door, and off to the Y, Drop off the 4 yr old at child watch and in and down stairs for Spin. I walk in and all bikes are taken but one... the broken one. WHAT THE HELL. The one day I don't get there early enough.... So I jokingly say, out loud, "OK, I signed up, who didn't" and then I laugh and walk out, up stairs to the dreadmill. I was planning on running after spin anyways, but I was looking forward to a beating on the bike as well. So annoyed and frustrated, I start the treadmill... Two ladies did come up stairs and offer me their bikes, but I was NOT about to take them. They told me they hadn't signed up and that I really should have the spot. I just couldn't get myself to be the Bitch who took over their bike. So I didn't get to spin today, and instead I ran 6 miles on the dreadmill. My chest was hurting and it kind of scared me, other wise I would have gone a little longer. Oh well....
So... what would you have done? Taken the bike? Gone to the administration? yelled? laughed it off? I really am over it... but I haven't blogged in 13 days and felt I needed to get something out there. I don't know how all you amazing bloggers come up with something to blog about day after day. My life is just way to boring.
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