Horse Teaches Spin Class in Austin, Declares War on Peloton
He strutted in with saddle pride,
“Y’all ready to sweat and country ride?”
No screens, no charts, no digital lies,
Just hoofbeats syncing with outlaw cries.
He neighed out beats, his tail on cue,
“Drop those calories, or I’ll buck you!”
Peloton reps came to protest,
But fled when met with equine chest.
He reared and kicked their smoothie cart,
Then galloped laps like equine art.
Now hipsters line up just to sweat,
And tip him hay for fitness debt.
The barn’s now lit with disco light,
And horses DJ every night.
Alan Nafzger (editor@bohiney.com)
Last Updated on December 27, 2023 by Alan Nafzger