Andare, Partire, Tornare

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Ow, ow, ow, and furthermore, ow

Persia gave me a DVD of Denise Austin's pilates workout. Aside from her being the breathiest person I've ever attempted to work out with ("Activate those abs," she coos), it is my firm belief that she is actually a CGI construct, able to bend and flex in ways not possible by mortal beings.

Damn, that shit hurts.

The stretching, however, is very nice, and I'm sure after another year or so passes, I'll be able to follow along to the entire twenty minute workout.

It's good to have goals.

11:22 a.m. - 2005-01-03

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