I got the mental play-by-play from Troy in the car right after.
1st minute – It’s only a 40 minute work out, I can do this.
4th minute – I’m the only dude here besides the two instructors, and they’re ripped!
7th minute – Holy crap, this is tough. And there’s still 33 minutes to go!
10th minute – (self talk) Can’t – show – weakness. You can do this Troy.
13th minute – (more self talk) There’s no way I’m finishing. Get ready to hang your head low in front of all this fit ladies.
15th minute – I think I am going to puke.
16th – 38th minute – Nauseated, sweaty blur interrupted by the occasional break to bring the heart rate from the verge of explosion back down to max rate.
39th minute – Oh thank you Jesus, I can do stretches and drink the coconut water like the best of them.
Instructors – “Good job Troy” (LIARS!!) “See you next week.”
Troy – “Thanks” (But I doubt it)
Post workout face. Mr. 🌞 “You’ll like this,” she said.