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over me. I picked up my body, and my pride, and walked the half mile home. I never went back. True story.
Then I tried Pilates. But the reformer was so confusing. I almost choked myself. I was telling my friend all this that owned the gym next to my boutique and he insisted I try mat pilates. All the moves, no reformer.
So again, I got up early and headed to the gym. There was a blackboard outside the gym that had all the classes for the day, and next to mat Pilates it said “you can do this Alli”. Sure, no pressure.
Let me preface this story by saying I didn’t have time to eat breakfast. Class started and all was
fine. Then we had to do this up and down and up and down and up and I passed out. Yep. Out
cold. Woke up in a pool of my own sweat. If you have never passed out, much less in front of a room of people, then you might not know that you feel HORRIBLE. My head was pounding and I ended up having to close my boutique for the day and stay in bed. Exercise 3, Alli 0.
If insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, expecting a different result, then I am insane NO MORE when it comes to exercise. I will simply have to take my diet down to 300 calories a day, or enjoy life, my big beautiful vessel, and keep on keeping on.