Ok, it’s official, I’m addicted. To Pilates. I finally found an exercise I like!! After swotting up last week, the class on Monday made much more sense to me. Not to say I could keep up any better, but at least I didn’t feel like such a fool.
I read somewhere that if you take one 1 hour class a week, and do ten minutes every day as well, that’s going to make a big difference to your body (and mind). So I’ve been doing ten minute workouts each morning, and adding a few stretches later in the day, because my muscles are so tight, not at all stretchy (especially my hamstrings). Another few weeks, and maybe I’ll be able to touch my toes (something I’ve never been able to do, not even as a child. I have very, very long legs, maybe that’s why.).
But I do find that all the workouts go too fast for me at present. I can keep up fitness wise, but I’m still trying to learn the poses, and sometimes its halfway into a set before I’ve got it right. That’s where books come in. I bought myself this from Borders last week, which has a handy double spread of all the basic poses. And one of my lovely, lovely customers was incredibly kind, and sent me this on Saturday. The author is actually her own Pilates instructor, and wrote a kind little message in the book for me. I’m going to study it carefully, and then lend it to my brother-in-law who has a chronic back condition, because I think this will be helpful for him too.