I am in here.
I am off to Pilates with Julie on a Monday morning — this system of exercise I do freakishly well at. I am toned and fit and my body has changed so much that I can’t wear a lot of my old clothes. They don’t fit — but not in the sense of they’re a little … Continue reading Pilates on a Monday
Recovering from another week of Pilates with Julie. Turns out I have a lot of core strength. I feel stronger and exhausted at the same time. I didn’t know that that combination of feelings was possible.
They tell you that when you begin a new regime of exercise, especially if you’ve not been in any such regime for years, not to expect immediate results. This is a bit cowing to an exercise beginner. But I have been at Pilates for about a month now, and my jeans are hanging nicely loose around … Continue reading Pilates
Jet lag. Back home now in Cincinnati to the regular routine, which I only vaguely remember. Oh, yes, Starbucks. Oh, right, lunch at the Rusty Bucket. And Pilates with my friend Julie just now. I think that the air conditioning at SBUX is going to have a deleterious effect on my wobbly post-Pilates muscles. But … Continue reading Back home. Back to Pilates.
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