was kind enough to set me up with a workout buddy, a woman who also has a membership to my gym and apparently may have the same non-use of said membership problem that I do. We met for the first time today at 5:30 and she suggested we sit in on a Yogilates class at 5:45. Sounded OK to me. It was 1:30 long, :45 of Pilates (which I believe may translate as “workout of the devil”) and then :45 of Yoga. I’m not sure that it’s a good course for me, as I tend to abandon quickly workouts/exercises that seem to have no immediate, hm, goal? I want to be achieving something: reaching a certain distance, scoring a goal, etc. The general goal of greater fitness or flexibility is not a good motivator for me, particularly when I am basically a toppling-over-every-five-seconds ball of inflexible madness, but the yoga bit was OK. I am going to be mad, mad sore tomorrow. MAD SORE. We’re going back tomorrow, but not for Yogilates… perhaps for something tamer, like breathing.