Didn't want to go to the gym today, but knew Sgt-Miller would be all about running a 12K in the morning and swimming the English Channel this evening, so I went anyways.
I set up a circuit routine on my Polar Heart Monitor for weights. Total time was about 33 minutes. The idea is to go from station to station, do the required exercise, but keep your heartrate up in the peak ( fat burning ) mode. Peak for me is around 160 something according to all the data I have been seeing, but today I averaged 195, so I was stoked about that.
The workout was good, and when I was done, I knew I was tired, but felt I could do some more, and had some more time on my hands, so I felt like I would take a challenge.
This is the part I will call: Learn Shame and Humility the LA Fitness/Spinning Class Way....
So, everyday I am at the gym, there are about 5 or 6 members that do this spinning class. It goes for an hour, and they are all in good shape - like beach body shape. It's always this model looking spin master with this beautiful long blonde ponytail, and 4 girls, and one dude. The one dude must be there with one of the gals, because he is always next to the same gal and he doesn't take any of the good seats.
For those that don't know, spinning is a stationary bike that you strap into and peddle your ass off for an hour, standing up on the pedals, "taking it down a notch", which is Spin Nazi for taking a breather ( yeah right ) - but chicks all wear thongs under their shorts and generally they look pretty good. Plus there is a digital clock on the wall to tell them how much time is left on their little "ride"
So from time to time I would wander by and look in, to see what was going on and what the gals looked like. Plus I was curious. I mean, I ride a bike for 30 minutes now before I lift weights on some days, how much HARDER
could this really be??
So today the door was open to the Spin-Nasium and the Spin Nazi ( whom I found attractive BEFORE this incident ) waved me in and pointed to a bike in the middle with a big grin on her face.
Okay, I have had a good workout, but I didn't do much legs and they have 12 minutes left on their clock. It's going to take 2 minutes for me to readjust the bike to a real man's height and get locked in anyways. How bad could it be??
First off, that Spin Nazi welcomed me in with "We got one!" and everyone was "cheering". You sick bastards, thinking back....
So, I get to the bike, have a nice view in front of me, readjust the bike to my size, get saddled up and start to join the work out. There is 10:40 seconds left.
That Spin Nazi Bitch added 5 minutes to the Effing clock!!! Laughing about it with her little group of supporters.....
Nazis! They can't be trusted....
So, after what seemed like forever, riding through Hell, I think, I probably made it 8 good minutes of "spinning" and the rest of the ride was merely trying not to pass out. My heart rate was over 206 the WHOLE DAMN TIME!!!
I am not even sure that is legal in this country!! Spin Nazi is definitely OFF the Christmas card list, even if she wears a Mistletoe belly button piercing.
But, with the weights, and being tortured, I burned off in excess of 450 calories, so I felt quite happy.
Then I limped into the sauna, laid down under my face towel and probably wept/wimpered for the next ten minutes while trying to stretch out my quads.
My advice - DO NOT get suckered into the Spin-nasium by the cute Spin Nazi with the cute ponytail and hard body.....