A Newcomer's Absurdly Ungraceful Journey Into The World of Pilates

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Day Thirteen

Isn't thirteen supposed to be an unlucky number? Perhaps I should have skipped straight to "fourteen." But that seems misleading, somehow. Ah, well.

So, thoughts from today's workout (brought to you word-for-word and without commercial interruption and in no particular order):


* Rolling like a ball. I'm kind of glad there is no one else here right now. 'Cause that could be awkward.

* It's amazing how much my scissor kicks look like pliers kicks.

* Scallions. Laundry detergent. Eggs. (Grocery list)

* Tonight is "The Office." (This was actually said out loud. Sung out loud.)

* (During Roll Downs) I'm actually getting better at this!

* (During the final twisting thing) I'm almost done with this!

* Bread. Grapes. Veggies.

* SAW! (In a tone of nervous horror - not my favorite exercise.)

* Come on, just a little more. Gotta work toward those skinny jeans.


All-in-all, not a bad workout.

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