Bitch with the Pebbles Ponytail

Of course, another aerobics class personality.

This is a new person. As in, I've never seen her in this particular class before. That's not saying that she hasn't taken this or one similar, but I haven't ever seen her in this class when I've been there. She prisses (not walks, get the terms right) into class much like someone with a Gucci bag, Manolos and D&G sunglasses would go into the spa on a random Thursday morning (morning here meaning 10ish). Ok, so she thinks she's Mrs. Thang--wtf ever! Get over yourself, but you're not bothering me--and, your nose has more of a ski slope than mine. Next time, try the plastic surgeon instead of the spa!

I go in, get my step set up, fill my water bottle up at the water fountain, and still no sign of Terri (our oh-so-fab instructor). One of the regular guys walks in and says that he couldn't get a straight answer of whether she was coming or if there was a sub for the class, but he was going to go check with someone else.

I guess Pebbles just got tired of waiting on him because she huffs a big sigh, walks past another regular in the class and says, "Did anyone even go ask if she was here?" Regular girl replies that regular boy was going to find out. Pebbles then says, "And?" Regular girl very nicely replies that he hasn't returned with the answer yet (hence the reason we are still there and there is no sub yet--duh, bitch).

Pebbles storms out to go find out for herself I guess. Regular guy comes back with the answer--No class, Terri is sick and they couldn't get a sub. As everyone is getting their equipment up and going back to the equipment room, Pebbles storms back into the room and all but runs to her equipment and into the equipment room. I know we missed class, but geez, lady--it's kind of hard for her to teach a cardio step class with bronchitis. Go run around the track and quit your bitchin!

Oh...sidenote: She became Pebbles Ponytail in my book because she has one of those cute short haircuts (much like my sister's), but (unlike my sister) she needs some help with the ponytail style. She had the top half of her hair pulled up on top of her head and that shit was sticking straight up--Just like Pebbles Flinstone. I mean, you can't pull that hairstyle off--Your Manolos have just been revoked!

Peace Out!

BOSU Class

No, I didn't spell that wrong. It really is BOSU. Stands for something crazy, like Both Sides Up, or something. Anyway, for those of you who are completely in dark (as I was), let me enlighten you!

The "BOSU Ball" as they call it, is not really a ball. Picture, if you will, one of those large exercise balls. Now, cut that ball in half. On one side, there is a piece of black plastic about 2 inches thick. Oh hell, google has a picture...

Ok, yeah...this is it. Do you know what people do on this

thing?? Have you ever been to a step aerobics class and used a step bench?? Well, you are supposed to use this thing for some of the same exercises. Like, I don't know...basic steps on and off of the ball. It doesn't look that hard, but take it from me...WOAH! There is a reason they say it works your core muscles and improves balance. But, let me tell you--if you don't already have some kind of good balance, you are just SOL because yo ass be on da ground!

Uh huh...should have a warning--BEWARE: FAT KIDS HIT GROUND HARD! Ha.

It was a great workout. Don't get me wrong, but it's a little difficult to balance your body and a couple of free weights on top of this thing while doing bicep curls. Oh, and let's not forget that I wore by cute bell-bottom yoga pants to this class and I kept stepping on the pants leg. Not good when you're trying to balance, folks! The worst part--I got mad cramps in the arches of my feet. OWWW! Yeah, that's NOT comfortable!

Anyway, I'll be back next week because it was fun, different, and the chick that teaches it was really nice and super helpful!

Best part: No bra girl goes to the other class on Wednesdays! BOSU!

Just Imagine...

And then there were two

Now, I've been to aerobics classes at the rec center numerous times (because I love it. If you can go, you should!) And, I'm sure if you are reading this, you are aware that one of my classmates "forgets" an essential item of clothing: the BRA.

Well, this is just to inform you that I think she's a complete dumbass. Last night, she doubled up on her shirts, but still no bra. No, I'm not obsessive--this is one of those things that you CAN'T miss!

On top of her clothing forgetfulness, she also not the pick of the rhythm litter either. She's always off-beat. I think she just comes there so that the men will look at her always-perky nips. Just a note, chicka: Men that come to aerobics are gay. You'll need to be going to the weight room if you want anyone to notice those. But then again, there are rules in the cardio and weight rooms--I don't think you could get in without a bra. SORRY!

Peace!

In case you are wondering...

1. I was not the "fat kid" in the class at the rec center today. And, even better--there was a skinny bitch there who just sat down 15 minutes into class. No, I couldn't do everything the instructor did, but I never stopped or sat down. That's 1 point for the Fat Kid Team!

2. The lady (please reference blog dated 08/25/2008) still has not broken down and bought a bra! I was thinking today, as I was doing squats in class, that maybe she doesn't know that her nips are always saluting the crowd. Then, I looked up and realized that this classroom is mirrors on 3 sides. She's on the first row...damn near right beside the instructor. She has to know! She. Doesn't. Care. WTF??? One word, folks: Ew!

Have a dandy day!