So this exercising thing… no, I’m not seeing much in the way of results, but I do feel better. Stronger, more… balanced, I guess. Less likely to trip over things, more able to gallop up the stairs to get the phone and be able to answer with “Hello?” instead of my usual “Wa-HEEEEEEEZE!” This is progress, right?
I really think the Pilates is helping, even though I was initially skeptical because none of it hurts. I worried about keeping up with the video, but I can’t keep… down with it. I can’t move that slowly without falling asleep. In fact, I suspect Ms Bussell is napping between reps a couple times there. The accompanying music is from the meander-around-the-keyboard-selecting-notes-at-random school of compositon. No percussion, so no way to get a sense of how long I’ve been holding this damn leg up. I get bored. Plus this is cutting way into my Battlestar Galactica time.
But I feel better. So okay, one resolution seems to have taken hold. This is progress. This is good.
We’ll see how long it lasts.
Song du jour of the day: Mojot Svet, by Karolina Gocheva.