I’m so glad that I have never divulged the name of the gym that I go to as there are so many characters there that give me ideas for this blog. I would never want to offend any of the people there but sometimes the opportunity to write about them is too hard to resist.
I went to my (probably) last Spin Class of the year last week and it was a new instructor who I had never seen before. Very young, very tanned and very loud – she wasn’t in the mood to take any prisoners and by the look of the queue of victims, she was very popular. Apparently it was very rare you could get a place on her Spin class and I had happened to land one by pure fluke. She looked at me suspiciously as I was not one of her normal crowd and asked if I’d booked. Now I know I booked and that my name was on that list in her scrawny ‘malnourished looking’ hand but I still felt nervous whilst she checked the list. Part of me was waiting for her to tell me to get off the bike as in the ‘if your name’s not on, you’re not coming in’ type of scenario and I’d have to do the walk of shame out of the studio. All this was utter nonsense in my head though as of course I had booked and I was on the list, something which I was about to regret – very much.
Her Hip hop music started and straight away she was shouting as though she was in the army, she didn’t look like a soldier though. If I had to describe her then she just looked like the Peperami Man but on a bike.
Just like the strapline for Peperami goes ‘It’s a bit of an animal’ – this is exactly what she acted like; a very angry animal. With all her shouting and evil looking stares she reminded me of an almost possessed looking Peperami on a bike. She was shouting at everyone and telling them how she had so many people waiting for a bike and they were wasting their chance as they weren’t working hard enough.
I’m all for motivation and keeping focused but this woman was annoying, rude and obviously in need of some sort of therapy. You know the type where you sit in a circle and confess – “Hi, I’m a Peperami and have anger management issues” type of thing.
I have no idea why people are desperate for her class because the next time she’s on I wont be attending. I’m sure she’s a lovely lady when she isn’t taking a class but for me I found her behaviour a tad insulting but maybe that’s because she was half my age. There I am sweating my boobs off and making very little progress and there she is effortlessly burning calories like there’s no tomorrow.
As the children are now off school for Christmas I wont be able to go back to the gym for a few weeks. She hasn’t put me off going to the gym or to another spin class but I can see how that attitude would deter some people, especially if that was your first spin class. I would urge anyone who has had a bad experience in any exercise class to try it at least twice and preferably with different instructors each time as this will give you a more realistic feel of the actual class.
Spin classes can be a great way to burn calories and a lot of the time they are upbeat and fun with a sense of camaraderie amongst the participants. If you haven’t tried it then give it a go, I just hope you don’t end up with Little Miss Peperami.
Have a great xmas everyone x