April 22, 2013
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Friday, April 19, 2013
Friday I came into work Market to 14th to Folsom to 2nd to Market to Sansome. I headed over to the gym over lunch to take a spinning class and it was certainly a memorable class. About halfway through the class the instructor said something like ‘you guys are boring me. maybe we should just cut the class short and go home if you aren’t gonna work harder.’ It was a pretty douchey thing to say but I didn’t really care because I wasn’t really paying attention to him. But then the guy behind me started yelling things like ‘you’ve gotta work harder’, ‘you’re ruining it for everybody’, and ‘don’t come back’ at the top of his lungs. Slowly, I’m realized that he was yelling at me. And it went on and on for what seemed like forever, his voice getting angrier and louder and the instructor doing nothing about it. I could feel all the blood rushing to my face and I just wanted to crawl under a rock and die. About ten minutes before the class was over, I got a good look at my tormentor because he couldn’t finish the class. He was well over two hundred pounds and screamed ‘Don’t come back!’ at me one last time as he was leaving. I yelled ‘Fuck off’ in a very loud voice and felt pretty good about that. After he’d gone, the ladies on either side of me were all ‘You should complain about him– he’s done stuff like that before.’ Way ahead of you, ladies. I went up to the instructor after class and asked him to go talk to the gym manager with me about what had happened because I’m not gonna get harassed in a fucking spinning class. And the instructor declined to come with me. Which is both an asshole move and a stupid one. I went and found the manager and we had a lovely conversation about the spinning instructor that had such poor control over his class that this could happen. She assured me that they’d have him booted from the premises if he ever harassed me again and that she’d have a chat with the instructor about the way he runs his class. Most of me so desperately wants to not go back to that class ever again but the rest of me and Mr. Poe insist that I never miss a Friday spin class again. Because, as Latrice Royale will tell you, you pick yourself up, look sickening, and make them eat it. And I will. Also, has anybody ever heard about this much drama going down in a spinning class? It’s surreal.
After work I headed off 2nd to Howard to 11th to Harrison to 25th to Valencia to Tiffany to San Jose to Monterey into Santa Clara. I stopped for some pics of some of the many beautiful homes in Saint Francis Wood:
I continued on Santa Clara to Portola to Claremont to Dewey to Laguna Honda into 7th to Judah to 9th and into Golden Gate Park. i stopped by the Shakespeare Garden which is always lovely:
Then I went to the Music Concourse and took some pics:
I came out of the park at 8th to Lake to Arguello to Clay to Fillmore to Post to Laguna to Market to 17th to Ord and home for dinner. Mr. Poe was at a movie, so I fed the dogs and got cleaned up and waited for him to come home.
Bike Mileage:
Today 20.5 Week to date 102.2 Month to date 527.3 Year to date 2,287.4 To Goal 5,712.6 Over (Under) plan (167.4) YTD Mileage vs Last Year (313.7) Rolling Year 4,888.5 Since Inception 10/1/07 42,755.1
