First Time Pilates

Before starting, I want you to know this is about to get so real, you will hear just about every embarrassing moment of this experience.

So first off, I totally misjudged the time it would take me to get there and get in, so when I get there, everyone's already doing their thing. So I sneak in, grab a mat and try to look like I'm doing what I'm supposed to be doing.

Now when I think of Pilates, I think of cute plump old ladies, and cute, hip, skinny girls that drink Lattés on a regular basis. I am neither of these things, I don't even like Lattés! So there's 3 middle-aged ladies, a couple cute hip girls (who showed off the whole time), 2 guys, and a sweet-looking old lady.

So, um, like, what were guys doing in Pilates? I mean, seriously? Can't a girl make embarrassing Pilates mistakes without having the opposite sex in the same room?

I shake off these discouraging thoughts and try to listen to the instructor, only problem is I can't hear her, there's a fan going at the side of the room and the speak above me is playing music that has never been so loud (luckily, it was mostly good music) it's like she's mumbling, I know she's not, but that's what I hear.

And guys? Pilates is HARD! I was grunting louder than the middle-aged lady who was next to me! And she was more out of shape than I was! It was so hard, and it was so frustrating getting every move wrong, it made me angry, so angry I was actually motivated to go workout. I swear I nearly walked out of there. Several times.

So, anyway, I'm letting the anger fuel my motivation to get through, when we do a downward dog, and I notice, oh no. My shirt is too short and too loose, every time I put my body parallel to the ground you get to see all my rolls. Now, this wouldn't be a problem, but there are mirrors all around the room. Oh great, what else can people see?! I stop what I doing immediately and drop to my knees, and my fashion sense winces in pain as I tuck my shirt into my leggings. It still hurts my heart talking about this now.

I spend the rest of the time trying to not groan too loudly, whilst trying to hear the girl up front, and not die from humiliation of having a shirt tucked into leggings.

All and all, I'm just not sure I like being in that much pain without hitting or kicking something... though I might try it a time or 2 more just to be sure. I don't give up that quickly, after all.

CG