I’m pretty game though, so I’ve attempted to imitate this maneuver several times in the last month, usually just falling back on my ass and giggling. Hopefully my downstairs neighbor thinks I’m engaged in wacky sexual hijinks instead of failed Pilates moves (though the two aren’t necessarily mutually exclusive).

Then last night I actually did it.

Granted, it was more like I rolled forward into a squat, paused and then stood up from there, like a gymnast wavering and struggling to barely land a vault. But I did it, poor form and all. The first words out of my mouth were “Holy fuck!”

Then I walked to the hallway to do wall pushups because even though I have discovered my true heritage as daughter of the Trix rabbit, I still can’t do a “real” pushup. As proof of my diligence over the past months, there are now marks on the wall from my oily handprints. I guess I should stop in the kitchen and wash my hands on the way to the wall.

Despite my newfound agility, I’m pretty sure I’m going to gain this week due to my period and because I’ve been eating too much. Actually, I wonder if I’m been eating too much because of my period. Does anyone else get really hungry right around that time of the month?

I’d also like to thank everyone who posts comments on the blog. You’ve been particularly heartwarming lately and if you don’t cut it out my left ventricle is going to burst into flames. I know you keep telling me I’m inspiring, but you guys are pretty inspiring too. I am rubber, you are glue. But if someday I develop an enormous ego, it will be completely your fault. You keep telling a girl she’s wonderful and she might start to believe it. Which is why you should tell people they are wonderful. So frequently people who want to lose weight will bash themselves and cut themselves down, but it’s when you think you are worth the effort of self-improvement that you have a chance of getting somewhere. So thanks to everyone for reminding me that I’m worth it.