Sunday, January 27, 2008
Oh My Aching Arse
So today my friend Nancy and I did the marathon spin. Thankfully, it was only three hours, not four -- I had it wrong. But still, three hours going full tilt, long climbs, sprints, more climbs, flat roads at full speed ... it was intense.
Six teachers teach the class for a half hour each. Every half hour, you're allowed off the bike for two minutes to have a snack or change your shirt. I went through four shirts, drenching every one of them.
And now my arse is REALLY sore. But you know what? It's also hard as a rock!
And I have reassuring Nancy update: she is going to get in touch with one of his exes, a woman in the same profession (they're all lawyers) who is well-respected and apparently very sane, smart, funny, etc. She is going to listen to whatever this woman, who's well-removed from The Bad Man now, has to say about him.
Nancy says she feels weird doing this but there is too much about how he explains his past that doesn't add up for her. I told her she was making one of the smartest moves of her life by getting in touch with this woman and hearing her side of the story. Women are so quick to demonize one another because of a man. If we actually heard one another out, I am sure a lot of heartbreak would be spared. Sisters looking out for sisters! It can never be a bad thing.