60 minutes of Spinning = 60 minutes of Hell

And now my legs hurt. Biked 3 days in a row and I still stink. I will be doing a tune-up sprint triathlon in mid September (400yd swim, 11mi bike, 3.1 mil run). In other news, unrelated to spinning:

According to Page Six, Matt LeBlanc confesses to the National Enquirer about extra-curricular activities... you be the judge of how smart 'Joey' looks:

LeBlanc tells the improbable tale of how he was mauled by the “sexually aggressive” stripper while partying at the nudie joint during a motorcycle trip with five buddies. “The stripper was all over me,” LeBlanc claims. “I was drinking, and she was crossing the line … She was in my face, pushing her breasts into me and grabbing my hands to go all over her body. She was telling me to caress her and in my head I’m thinking, ‘What’s going on?’ If I had been sober, perhaps I would have acted quicker, but I was pretty drunk … When I realized the situation that was unfolding I felt I was being careless and irresponsible, and I had to get the hell out of there … I could not wait to get home. The guys said a trap had been set for me and I fell right in it, and that’s why I feel stupid and careless now.”