Pilates

So I went to pilates this morning. I was the first one there, so I sat on a couch and read a magazine until people started showing up. There were only 6 other people, plus the instructor, so when we paired up, I had to be partners with the instructor. The class was good though - sort of relaxing, sort of challenging, sort of out of my comfort level (I didn't know anyone else), and sort of rejuvenating. After the class, the instructor talked to me for a while and complimented me, which felt nice. I was able to do more of the advanced moves than anyone else in class (of course I was the youngest one by at least 45 years), and I left feeling great about myself. Now it's almost 7:30 at night and I can start to feel the soreness taking effect. That's OK though. The next class isn't until Thursday. Once I get a job I won't be able to attend 8:30 am classes, so I better enjoy it while it lasts.