Visualize...hell

Unlike Chris, I did my workout indoors today, more specifically, in a humid, hot, sweaty studio. Spinning is the new bane of my life. Our instructor--whom I've dubbed Bitch from Hell, though she's actually quite nice--kept having us visualize ourselves cycling in a tight pack through the Marin Headlands. Up the hills, down the hills. I've come to the conclusion that 1. spinning is the ultimate in no impact, effective cardio workouts and 2. cyclists are masochists. Oh, and I need shorts with a padded seat. Ouch.