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Gym Wars
By Christina | June 26, 2009
You know, they made a movie called Bride Wars and it was rather successful but I believe I have one better… Gym Wars. Oh my goodness, it astounds me the things that happen when people get their heart rates up!
Case in point, I was teaching my spin class on Wednesday morning and the air conditioner was not working at it’s prime, or perhaps I should say, it was not working. I love the heat and humidity when I work out so I was diggin it - the glass was fogging up in the room, the sweat was pouring, it was HOT.
We have two fans in the cycling room which are typically on and whirring in the direction of one or two members and there are typically a few people dodging the blast of air which makes for entertainment in and of itself however things became strained Wednesday morning when there were not enough fans to combat the lack of arctic currents emanating from the vents.
As we were pedaling away one lady asked if I would oscillate the fan which is in use by another member. Sure, that sounds fair enough however I know it will not be so easy because undoubtedly there will be someone very close by that will contest the breeze. With trepidation I walk over and ask the few riders in the “zone” if they mind the air and of course, the one right in front of the petitioner shakes her head vigorously that she does not want the fan. Ok, this will be tricky.
I do my best to navigate the thin channel between the “ladies” and think I have found the holy grail when all settles and the riders are again pumping their legs to the melodious cadence. OOPS, spoke too soon. The front girl gets off her bike and yanks (and I do mean yanks) the fan away from her and places it with a thud out of her range. Well, lady #2 who originally asked for the fan gets off her bike and thrusts the fan over the first’s bike getting the electrical cord caught on the bike and causing the original fan air recipient to practically leap off her bike when she sees her cool down mechanism being taken. Ooh, I love my job.
I jump off my bike, tap lady #2 on the shoulder and proceed to take the fan out of her vice grip and announce on the microphone, NO FANS. It’s hot, we all want it (not really) and since there is not enough for everyone, no one gets it! I felt like I had a room of 5 year olds in front of me. I then paraphrased a scene from Shakespeare or maybe it was Mr. Hand from the movie Fast Times at R High… This is “our” time and since its our time we should all get to share.. instead of pizza, we all got to share in the heat! If you know the scene you know what Spiccoli said in response to Mr Hand, you’re a &%$# and we all laughed.
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