It feels like a 10 tonne truck has just crashed into my crotch.
Sorry, too much information? I thought it might be, but did it anyway. Have to have an attention grabbing opening line for peonut.com’s 500th post! But you can be assured that I was far more graphic when I updated my personal Facebook status.
I went to my first RPM (spin) class this morning. It wasn’t too bad (I went in expecting the worst) and I feel like I handled it alright. Well, except for the issues I seemed to have with my seat.
I had no idea what I was doing. And now my nether-regions are paying for it.
Is this something most people encounter when they try spin for the first time?
Or am I on my own with this one?