Coach Monster often plays the song “Fat Bottomed Girls” in his spin class. I told him awhile back that I didn’t like that song because being the only fat bottomed girl in the class, I felt everyone staring at me. Plus, it’s an “out of the saddle” song. Even worse. He brushed me off, told me I owed him $100 for my self-deprecating humor, and ignored me.
Well, last Friday, song number five in class. There it was. Staring at me like a one-eyed cat. Fat-bottomed girls make the rock n roll world go ’round…boom boom boom boom…
And then the song came to a screeching halt. Nothing. No music. Silence. iPod technical failure. “What was that all about,” says Coach Monster, and he looks at me and winks. Now, I really feel singled out.
He starts the song over again. Fat-bottomed girls make the rock n roll world go ’round…boom boom boom boom… then, screeching halt.
Now, I smirk a little. Because…I put a secret hex on that song the second it started. My powers are stronger than I thought! Ah-ha!!
The Expert is in flight on his way back from Colorado. I hope he found our mountain home while he was there.
Day two of Swim Bike Vegan, and I feel pretty good. I was hungry, and have eating alot of beans and lentils… which everyone knows what that does until a body gets used to it. But, all vegan day, and I squeezed in a spin class during lunch. I am starting to fancy the lunchtime workouts. Mostly because I leave work looking calm and made-up, but then I come back red as a beet and sweating. Keeps ’em guessing.
“Oh yes, that was a crazy court case.”
I’m in hopes that watching what I eat and sticking to the workout will transform this Fat Bottomed Girl into some sort of super triathlon babe. Well….one step at a time.
Happy hump day. I hope this weekend will provide some actual biking time. I want to get to Silver Comet Trail early on Saturday or Sunday and put in a good solid 25-30 miles on the flat road. Get some steam back. Whoop.