Killer K

Yesterday's working is still killing me.  We did some strength training then moved onto a spin class brought to you by the letter K.  I hate every second of that 15 minute and 20ish second workout. EVERY SECOND.  I will not be joining spin class anytime soon.  I was gasping and panting and wheezing the whole time.  My legs felt like jelly, and K was doing the workout beside me and didn't break a sweat, she was chatting the whole time. Meanwhile I was drenched, sweat pouring down my face into my eyes, could barely breath let alone say any thing that would be understood.  When it was all over she was so excited that she remembered the bikes and couldn't wait to do it again....