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It supposedly burns at least 500 calories even when done with minimum resistance. Yesterday i went for my second class. Its basically a stationary bicycle and you cycle non stop with some ups and downs and ups and downs for an hour. It leaves you sweating like a maniac, your t-shirt smelling like half dried and sticky, and a very very painful butt.

Did i mention your ass aches like you've had two rods poking into your butt cheeks?

The only reason i will keep going back is because it supposedly burns 500 calories even when done with minimum resistance. All through the hour i stare at this Caucasian chick with the perfect body in front of me as motivation. She somehow manages to cycle without a break, her legs move so fast it looks like the stuff you see in cartoons, I am reminded of the Road Runner and at the end of the hour she looks like she hadn't broken a sweat at all. Right down to meticulously applied Goth eyeliner still in place. And she has all these little, seriously little cute matching matching gym outfits you wonder if she just stpped out of a sports wear ad. So anyway, i digress.

I have no idea what the instructor (who comes complete in pro cyclers gear and all) is saying, he speaks in some foreign accent that is further blurred with the mike. But i watch him intensely and follow the routine religiously - anxiously waiting for the class to end the times we stand up and cycle cos my ass would have felt like the seat is cutting right through it by then. Then i try to psyche myself up, tell myself how i have to shed 10 pounds by year end so i can go to Canada for Christmas and wear all the poser clothes i missed out on in Hong Kong. Also so i can go to Canada and chow down all that yummy white man food and consciously put on weight. Also so i can go to the post summer sales and buy lovely clothes that will fit me. Heh. Again, i digress

Thank god though, the class doesn't play techno feng tau jinjang music. The dude actually has a pretty good selection of songs to keep you at it. Mostly alternative stuff, a little quick beat jazz, a little remixes here and there. I try to use the songs as yardsticks before quitting - not cos I'm too tired to keep going but cos my butt is aching. Aching. Aching. Aching. You'd be amazed at how many ways one can come up with when trying to ease a painful butt while sitting on a bicycle.

But i will keep going. Because it supposedly burns at least 500 calories even when done with minimum resistance.