Don't really care if Rona wins the award this Saturday for Gold's Instructor of the year. There is simply no one else that teaches a class half as much fun/distracting or painful as hers.
Today, to the tune of the Pussycat Dolls' (Yep.) Don't Cha? The lyrics? "Don't You Wish Your Girlfriend Was Hot Like Me?" the women had to shimmy down and up (to the handlebars) while peddling and and the men had to yell "Yeahhh!" which they did with great aplomb.
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