This is my fit and fabulous instructor Connie.
For years, nearly a decade, I have been strengthening my core.
The area just above and just below the belly button.
Deep within my abdominals, very deep, not discernible to the naked eye, are strong and possibly taut muscles owed to the practice of Pilates.
Connie's hour-long class consists of a series of exercises, done in succession, smoothly transitioning from one position to the next.
There is Imprinting.
Lie on the mat. Seriously, just lie on the mat. With legs stretched long and palms down. Stare at the ceiling. Take a moment to align yourself. Then start doing nose circles.
There is the Butterfly. A bit like Imprinting only with frog legs and palms up.
After the stretching (the easy part) comes the 100's and a whole bunch of additional movements to get the heart racing.
Then three sets of three Teasers.
|Reach. Lift. To finish.|
Teasers, I can do.
And my Plank is becoming more straight and board-like.
Not this straight but pretty straight.
And the Elephant is actually relaxing.
But I still can’t throw my legs over my head.
Which is needed for the Plow, the Rollover and the Boomerang.
Which means there are three movements I can’t do.
I don’t seem to bend that way.
For motivation and inspiration, I watch all the others in class do the Plow.
She is 82.
Which means there is some hope for me.