I've heard confessing your sins can be cleansing. Of course, I took it too far when I announced to my spin instructor that I ate too many valentine donuts the day before. She immediately put me on a bike in the front and simply said, "you shouldn't have told me that."
I started pedaling. For the first 10 minutes, I felt a little queasy as the lard rolled around in my stomach. I eased up my gear a little...and she saw me.
"GIVE ME MORE, SARA!"
The class laughed. I pedaled harder and put on more gear. I took a deep breath; she mistook it as a yawn...
"SARA, ARE YOU BORED???"
"No ma'am!" I panted.
"I SMELL DONUTS!"
This went on for the duration of class. To add insult to injury, a camera crew showed up during class to film a commercial. They zoomed in on me- no makeup- no hair products-in a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle t-shirt-getting reamed out for my Valentine sins. Not awesome. This is one of the few times in life I don't want to be a star.
All because of this little temptation....
and my big mouth...