The instructor on my Pilates DVD is not only a trained expert, but a bit of a comedian. Near the end of the routine there comes a part where in one movement she rolls backward on the mat and then rolls forward to leap into a standing pose. This has always been good for a chuckle from me since I’m convinced only rabbit-human hybrids can jump up like that. Ana Caban’s father must have been the Easter bunny. The funniest part is that she acts like this is no big deal, as if this is how we all get out of the bed each morning.
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?