13 May 2005
Rest day
Morning: Yoga
Midday: 3.5 k walk
Afternoon: Pilates
I'm p'ed off with pilates tonight. Before the latest 'minor setback' with my back I signed up for another set of five sessions so I could do the class Z took on friday mornings, and then Z deserted me (and yes, this is all about me - OK?).
So today I had to do L's class (a.k.a. Pilates Barbie) who makes me feel like a lazy, clumsy, unco jellyfish. Within about two minutes of the class starting she managed to reduce me to such a state of neurotic, insecure adolescence that I could almost feel the zits breaking out before we'd even finished warming up. It didn't help that there were only two of us in the class and the other one was a gorgeous little foetus who is studying beauty therapy (of course) and probably has glutes of steel.
Thought for the day: We'd worry a lot less about what people think of us if we realised how rarely they do.
Morning: Yoga
Midday: 3.5 k walk
Afternoon: Pilates
I'm p'ed off with pilates tonight. Before the latest 'minor setback' with my back I signed up for another set of five sessions so I could do the class Z took on friday mornings, and then Z deserted me (and yes, this is all about me - OK?).
So today I had to do L's class (a.k.a. Pilates Barbie) who makes me feel like a lazy, clumsy, unco jellyfish. Within about two minutes of the class starting she managed to reduce me to such a state of neurotic, insecure adolescence that I could almost feel the zits breaking out before we'd even finished warming up. It didn't help that there were only two of us in the class and the other one was a gorgeous little foetus who is studying beauty therapy (of course) and probably has glutes of steel.
Thought for the day: We'd worry a lot less about what people think of us if we realised how rarely they do.
posted by Cirque at 6:14 pm
2 Comments:
"...feel like a lazy, clumsy, unco jellyfish" - didn't realise you had seen me doing aerobics before!
I sooo know what you mean about gorgeous gym instructors - the last time I tried to do a step class (only did the one - too hard on my knees) the instructor was about 19 and such a bimbo.
The best class I ever did was a body combat class where the male instructor had obviously not taken it for a while - I think he was a smoker too, because the poor bloke looked like he was going to keel over he was huffing and puffing so much! and one.... *wheeze-wheeze-cough* and two... *gasp-wheeze-cough*.... *LOL*
The poor thing! Mind you, it was sooooo nice to see that the instructors are mortal too. Definitely gave me a new perspective on the whole group-exercise thing.
Don't pay any attention to those bits of fluff... You're fabulous just as you are!
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