I lean over the desk and peek into Studio 3. "Yeah, there's a bunch of people warming up on bikes."
"Do you see an instructor in there?"
I peek in again. The instructor bike sat empty.
"No," I replied. "There's no instructor."
"Shoot," she said. "The Spin Instructor never showed up and there's supposed to be a 7:30 class."
I looked at my watch. It was 7:40.
"Is Tara still there?" she asked. Tara is the Lead Fitness Specialist. She's Certified in Spin Instruction.
"No, she left a while ago." I answered.
"Ugh. Dammit," she swore. "Can you give the class?"
"Me??" I asked. "Um, I'm not really dressed for it..." Not to mention I'd never given one before.
Then I looked in the window. There were about 9 people. I remembered a couple times how pissed I was when the instructor didn't show. Especially because I'd dragged my ass all the way out there specifically for the class.
"Okay," I said. "I have a trance CD in the car. I'll go get the CD and give the class, but I'll warn you, it's not going to be all that great..."
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!," she cried. "You'll be great, I'll tell the class, you go ahead and get set up."
Inwardly I groaned. I was wearing the tank top I planned to wear out to the bar after work. That means I was wearing a regular bra underneathe, not to mention I had my glasses on.
I jogged out to my car and grabbed DJ Tiesto's "In Search of Sunrise" mix. It's my latest favorite.
Next thing I know I'm Spinning away. My glasses fogged up and I was drenched in sweat. I miss counted a couple times, but worked the class really hard for 45 minutes. They were good sports about it and I could tell they got a decent workout out of it.
Ugh. So here I am, sweaty and nasty. Oh well. I have 2 hours until I get out of here. Plenty of time to cool down and get cleaned up. I'll be seeing Heather at the bar I'm going out to after I leave, so I don't want to be all stinky. : )
So, on that note, I'm going to post this and tell Part 2 of my P-Town visit...!