I face a crisis. A crisis I would never have imagined six months ago. Or even three months ago. Or ever, really. But the day has come, and lo, it is a crisis.
MY GROUP PILATES CLASS IS OVER. We met for the last time tonight.
Nooooooo!!!!
I am about to dash off an e-mail to Kim and beg her for private Pilates lessons for the next 7 weeks.
Yes, I guess that makes me a little kooky.
In other news, I would like to order new feet. Anyone got a good catalog? Or should I try E-Bay? I will refrain from posting pictures because some of you may be eating, but believe me, my feet are looking pretty horrible these days. They still work just fine (and knock on wood that it stays that way), but they aren't going to win any beauty contests. I have bunions on both sides, my right big toe rubs against the second toe, which has created a giant callus on the inside of my second toe, I have another callus on the bottom of my right pinky toe that is so big it could pass for a dorsal fin, and now there is skin peeling off the bottom of both feet like it's going out of style. I suspect the liberal application of BodyGlide last weekend had something to do with it. But hey, at least I don't have any black toenails!
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