BODY BALANCE and other extremes
Last week I snuck into the gym, trying to avoid my personal trainer. He's a great guy and has worked miracles on my squishy bits, but I was feeling a little pmt-ish and not in the mood for a near tear-inducing session with him. I managed to get to the step machines, hiding behind poles, hanging in shadows without him seeing me. Just about to jump onto a machine when another coach insisted that I join her new class called Body Balance...trying to explain that I don't do collective classes, "I am like Mrs Bean ," I argued, "I fall over myself, others, off the edge of equipment etc.. Am in fact a danger to the public, you don't want me in that room with you and other humans." ...but nonetheless got roped into to something which she described as "Tai Chi to modern music." 2 of us, one very healthy/strapping teacher, pulsing music..we enter into a world of sped-up yoga, moving from the "salutation to the sun" to a "min...