Chapped is what I was in my favorite spin class this Saturday morning. It takes a lot for me to get my Scottish up but it happened today. As I entered the studio for the second time I discovered that my water, spin shoes and towels were missing and someone had taken my bike. I was there in time but one of you decided to simply toss my belongings up against the side wall. Now a young woman on what was the bike next to me simply said that Bike 1 was missing and offered no explanation. I found a bike so my ire was abated but it just seemed something a kindergartener would do. I’ve heard of these things going on in the main studio never thinking that one of you would be doing the same here.
As it turned out because of the holiday there were open bikes and I hopped on an open Schwinn still chapped but the Evil Woman Show was about to start and since I can’t hold onto resentment I was riding without my bottle of water but riding nonetheless. And as I write this it seems so trivial and I am a bit disturbed at myself for even being mad.
A dreary day this morning but KJ had a wonderful discography and kept the tempo perfectly as usual. The studio as it is laid out now really is perfect because getting to and out is easier than the old configuration.
I just remembered that I have Bike 1 for tomorrow will the same thing happen again? Oh well this should be the worst thing that happens to me.
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