I was dreading going to pilates class. It's been three weeks since I last went. A pinched nerve and Big B's hospital stay were enough to make me hibernate.
But it was time to get moving.
So with a stiff left leg and bloated body, I made my way to class. It's amazing what a little pushing here and coaxing there can do. What seemed nearly impossible became do-able. And just like that, I suddenly had a renewed faith in this tired body of mine.
It felt good!
I have faith in my body. I have faith in me. I have faith in what I can do.
(Was this a post pilates endorphin rush induced thought I wondered. I don't care. I'll take it.)
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Pilates that effect on me. Dunno what it is. But it always makes me feel good.
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