Achey bits

Oh I ache and how I do ache. I went to the gym this morning to do a class called bodymix. It's half an hour of body pump and half an hour of body combat (check out the mini-videos and, no, I don't move around like that - yet). Now when I was back in the UK, I used to do these classes regularly (5-6 times a week at two hours a time). However I haven't done a class since February - and am I glad it's only one hour in total. As usual I was the oldest and least fit one in the room (and there were only about eight of us). Several were obvious gym addicts (I still don't think women should have six packs) and one was about sixteen. Of course, it was the sixteen year old who gave up first, leaving half way through the class because she couldn't do any more.

I came home and had to have a siesta - well, I am on holiday.

Tomorrow it's body balance - peace, here I come.