Pilates poefta…

Was my first Pilates class today… thought it would be good idea to do some core exercises. πŸ™‚

I have been watching them from across the gym for awhile and really thought this was a good idea…Honestly!

Note to self –> next time a brain fart comes along.. ignore it…

So I told Sexy G we were going to do this thing… and off we go.. And it all started off really good.. Sexy G a natural at all things he tries (teachers pet already).. And me smiling and breathing and sucking in my belly button till it threatens to push out my butt…

Then…. suddenly out of nowhere I felt faint.. my heart beat drops to almost nonexistent and I am convinced that I am going to fall down…

Now I know this is not good… I try and fight through the feeling but it is appears to be just too much for me and I have broken out in a cold sweat and losing the dem battle.. I glance across at Sexy G amidst his lift and squeeze regime(he really is such a natural) and tell him I am feeling a little weird… He then moves over to my side and gets the attention of the instructor.. she looks over and sees my face and obviously recognises the signs of a shattered newbie and tells me to lie flat and lift my feet… Yeah right.. I cant even move my toes.. So she puts a ball under my legs.. Now at this point I am feeling very very silly and admonish myself severely to no avail…

I felt like such a Poefta.. πŸ™

I later discovered that it was probably not a good idea to do pilates whilst under the influence of antibiotics and myprodol… I don’t remember seeing anything on the enclosed leaflets that excluded pilates.. Will need to drop them a note…

So now Sexy G has banned me from all exercise till further notice.. I can already feel my butt getting bigger.. πŸ™

B

P.S. I will be back… only next time I plan to go drug free…