Have to be insane here.

I know I need to exercise more. I have lost a lot of flexibility over the years. I also know for a fact that I hate exercising in groups/classes/public. So why was I, 0945 in the morning, entering a fitness room with the Eldest. Last winter when her back was totally trashed she switched from cross-fit which was bulking up muscles but not doing anything for her back to bar classes. As it turns out, these are probably what I need. Stretches, specific exercises for core muscle groups and not a bounce, whirl, or impact in sight.

So I tried it and it didn’t suck too badly. Since the only way I know that I will go regularly is to pay, I signed myself up for a one month trial membership followed by scheduling classes with their fun little app for the rest of the month….

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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