Pilates
Currently, Dave and I are desperately trying to use up the rest of our “card” at Pilates Eagle Rock. A “card” is one of those deals when you pay for 20 classes up front and have one year to use it up. The mentality behind these cards is something like, ” That means, let’s see, three classes a week, 4 weeks in a month, Dave and I are splitting the classes, so they’ll get used up faster, but still i won’t have to buy another 20 sessions for at least a month!” 11 months later, we still have 14 of our original 20 classes left and the card expires at the end of April. So Saturday, Monday and Wednesdays you will be able to find us down at the studio engaging our cores.
Tonight’s episode at pilates started by placing a small ball under your sacrum. It may sound relaxing, but all I can think of is, ‘What if I pop it?. How shameful would i feel! I would be so embarrassed!’. This evening as my mind is racing with these insecurities I hear a long “pshftssssssshhhh”. Bless Dave’s heart. Being the loving wife I am I pretty much lose it and everyone else is trying sustain from laughing knowing they themselves where just running through the horrors of popping their ball in their mind. Our instructor, who is so cool, quickly calmed Dave’s mind, saying it happens from time to time. It was a short lived event, but a lasting memory. How sweet.
I hope there are more pilates stories to come, because that means we are using up the classes we already paid for.









Best bedtime story ever. hahah… it happens from time to time…
seriously… i am laughing.
You have to post whenever one of you is the first one to cut a real squealer in class.
I love engaging my core. Did the instructor single Dave out or did he pretend he didn’t know who did it?
i was always secretly relieved that in my Pilates class we only did mat exercises.
you put a ball in your scrotem?
i dont think thats pilates
grant, our grandma reads this!
Yeah, it’s spelled “scrotum,” Grant. Geez!