Yo, bloggard thread.
I must tell you of my slight adventures last night. There's a girl at work that I kind of dig, and we've been paired up together for the company's fitness challenge (along with two dudes in QA). One of my friend's sisters does spinning classes at the YMCA, and offered us a free class.
Now see, I figured that I'd go, have a good time, and well, not to sound like an asshole, oggle her butt in some tiny gym shorts. But HOLY FUCK that shit was intense. Intenns. I managed to soldier through it, barely. And am paying with a pair of very sore legs today. How the hell do these dudes like Lance Armstrong and Andy Schleck ride like that for 5 hours a day for two weeks straight? I barely made an hour.
After this, she decided (since she gave me a ride, I was obliged to) go over to some food coop, and told me that coconut water was awesome recovery, having way more electrolytes than say, Gatorade. So I bought into it, and it tastes like fucking sour milk.
tl;dr I like a girl that's a bit of a hippie, spinning is INTENSE, coconut water, blech.