I need to edit today's post because I'm an idiot and forgot to say:
Happy Birthday, Lynna! May all your wishes come true!
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Hello Pals! Referring to yesterdayās topic, did you do a lot of burpees yesterday or this morning? I didnāt as it was a Pilates abs routine with Kelli. I think Iām ready to go back to strength training again. š I canāt help it. Itās my favourite way of exercising. It makes me feel strong even though I know Iām not. Well, not particularly anyway. I need to figure out which challenge or program to do next. Iāve done Mass 5 timesā¦ so perhaps not that.
Anyway, letās move on to something unrelated to Ivettās dilemma regarding exercise. However, speaking of Pilates routines, do you know who Joseph Pilates was? If you do, you might find the next paragraph a bit boring or perhaps you can correct me if Iām wrong. Pilates was born in Germany and he was a sickly child and, just like in a fairy tale, the weak little boy was motivated to get really strong so he trained to become a gymnast which led to a career as a circus performer because at that time (the beginning of the 20th century) people who spent a lot of time doing push-ups and triceps dips were considered weirdos instead of heroes. Pilates and his German circus troupe were touring England in 1914 when the First World War broke out and since he was a German his strength suddenly stopped being impressive. He was arrested and interned in a camp on the British Isle of Man. However, this didnāt break him. He passed the time watching cats chasing mice and thought āhmm, maybe if we didnāt just sit still but move around and stretch (I knowā¦) our bodies could be happy.ā So he started devising a series of exercises to stretch human muscles. Supposedly, when the Great Influenza (COVIDās great-grandfather) reached the island, none of Pilatesā trainees (apparently there were some other weirdoes in the camp) got sick. They were, according to the legend, in better shape at the end of the war than when it began. The (not quite) End. (a bit abrupt perhaps)
But unfortunately, Mummy has to work now so be good, eat your veggies, do some Pilates and chat amongst yourselves.
Perspiration Pals 13 October 2022
I need to edit today's post because I'm an idiot and forgot to say:
Happy Birthday, Lynna! May all your wishes come true!
ššš
Hello Pals! Referring to yesterdayās topic, did you do a lot of burpees yesterday or this morning? I didnāt as it was a Pilates abs routine with Kelli. I think Iām ready to go back to strength training again. š I canāt help it. Itās my favourite way of exercising. It makes me feel strong even though I know Iām not. Well, not particularly anyway. I need to figure out which challenge or program to do next. Iāve done Mass 5 timesā¦ so perhaps not that.
Anyway, letās move on to something unrelated to Ivettās dilemma regarding exercise. However, speaking of Pilates routines, do you know who Joseph Pilates was? If you do, you might find the next paragraph a bit boring or perhaps you can correct me if Iām wrong. Pilates was born in Germany and he was a sickly child and, just like in a fairy tale, the weak little boy was motivated to get really strong so he trained to become a gymnast which led to a career as a circus performer because at that time (the beginning of the 20th century) people who spent a lot of time doing push-ups and triceps dips were considered weirdos instead of heroes. Pilates and his German circus troupe were touring England in 1914 when the First World War broke out and since he was a German his strength suddenly stopped being impressive. He was arrested and interned in a camp on the British Isle of Man. However, this didnāt break him. He passed the time watching cats chasing mice and thought āhmm, maybe if we didnāt just sit still but move around and stretch (I knowā¦) our bodies could be happy.ā So he started devising a series of exercises to stretch human muscles. Supposedly, when the Great Influenza (COVIDās great-grandfather) reached the island, none of Pilatesā trainees (apparently there were some other weirdoes in the camp) got sick. They were, according to the legend, in better shape at the end of the war than when it began. The (not quite) End. (a bit abrupt perhaps)
But unfortunately, Mummy has to work now so be good, eat your veggies, do some Pilates and chat amongst yourselves.