the day i met my maker

painful and addictive, the pilates reformer.

courtesy of mind your body, uptown, and my tiny dancer amiga.

next day:  pleasantly surprised, ok.

day two:  screaming muscle pain.  note to self:  hey, fat ass, exercise more often.

yikes

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