Suite Life on Deck Christmas special. Zack is the cool, slacker twin who gets all the cute girls. Cody is the studious brother who suffers the brunt of their mishaps, normally caused by Zack. Everyone was making fun of Cody because he had to dress up like a Christmas elf. Cody complains: "Why do I always have to be the elf?" to which someone replies: "Because you are the only one with their own elf tights." Cody says, slowly and in frustration, as if he had explained this several times already: "They are not tights, they are compression pants, for my spinning class."
I went to the gym this morning. Most of the people in the gym early on a Saturday take fitness somewhat seriously. The men tend to go to the free-weight area. I went to the spinning class with the fit women and a few older men in matching kits. I'm not sure which group I identify with better, neither actually.
Riding in tight quarters with Lady Gaga blaring over the speakers is a bit much at 8:00 AM but spinning is an easy way to go anaerobic when I would normally be drinking coffee and checking email. 15 minutes into the class, a huge man walks in and takes the bike in between me and a fan. He has a lot of cologne on. I am already at 173 BPM so this is horrible. I have an amazing sense of smell. I can smell girls before I see or hear them on the trails. I actually smell large spinning guy's scent transition from over the top cologne to a complex stench of rotten milk and dead and bloated animal. As the eternal optimist, I consider if there is some useful purpose for this. I think about how the four student demonstrators were shot at Kent State in 1970, and how the police could have dispersed the crowd in a somewhat more humane manner if they took a dozen large spinning guys and set up fans behind them. Then I became terribly concerned that the other people in the spinning class downwind might think it was me wafting over towards them. And I thought about how much like Cody I am. And if compression pants might actually help.
Bill has recovered from his meniscus surgery and started riding again. Cold weather does not discourage him. I think I might stick to riding trails with Bill this winter.