Pilates for the uncoordinated

This kind of Pilates happens in the privacy of your bedroom, on a small little stretch of floor, with you cats looking on, and your husband sleeping on the bed directly next to you bit of floor. This kind of Pilates requires you to switch the ceiling fan off to avoid sticking your hand in it when you reach up and lengthen you spine and make "room for your organs". This kind of Pilates causes your sleeping husband to have strage dreams with the instructors voice narrating.

The DVD is called "Pilates weight loss for beginners. Lengthen, strengthen and tone using Pilates to develop a slim, lean physique" and it is really freaking hard.

Now of course the difficulty is a good thing, I know this. I just finised it about 15 minutes ago and can already feel a slow burn between my shoulder blades, which make me wonder in which part I used those muscles. Most of what I remeber was sticking legs in the air and using my poor weak abdimonals to try and keep them from crashing back to earth.

I stuck with the whole DVD but I spent at least 10 of the 15 minutes just gaping at the lady, and at least 15 sort of falling over and realising I am stretching my left hand past my left toe instead of my right hand. Oops.

This is called Pilates for weight loss, and we'll see how well it work. Presenter lady is super super skinny and svelte and says she's a mom of two. I really hope she used to be a fatty and got all skinny using Pilates, but I doubt it.

One thing I thought quite humerous is an exercise where you are laying on your back with both legs up in the air, and you are instructed to "squeeze your inner thighs together until you can't see any light between them". Oh Honey! have you met people who want to slim down? I cant see the light between my thighs just standing up comfortably. I actually have to put my feet hip width apart for any light to be passing between them, and even then the tops of my thighs are still lovingly nestled together.

On Sunday I will be trying out my other exercise DVD, called Gaiam, cardio balanceball. A previous roommate moved out an obligingly left her balanceball here for me. How nice, isn't it?