No wonder Lynn's class is so busy. Everytime I try to book a spin bike for the early morning class, they are fully booked. Usually a day in advance. Today I figured out why...
Walking into the 8.15am class is like walking onto the set of an Abercrombie and Fitch photo shoot. Everyone is ripped with 6 packs, perfect boobs and arses, legs, chests and shoulders to boot. Makeup and hair is done and everyone has just the right amount of perfume or cologne on. Women are decked out in their LuLu Lemon outfits with just the right amount of cleavage and the men are squeezed into their Underarmour gear, no sleeves of course, to show off their bis and tris. It is quite the show from the back row. Funny actually. I have never seen more hair being tossed from the ladies nor smelled more testosterone wafting from the men. It was a very primal experience. I felt like I was watching the mating dance of a spin class. LOL It was awesome.
Of course, here's me, the chubby bald guy with a bandana in the back watching the show. I felt like a voyeur. But hey, that's not a bad job if you can get it. ;)
Here is an example of what my class looked like. Seriously! Just imagine them covered in sweat.....and lots of it. Cursed beautiful people. We hate them.