I hate beginning Pilates. It's the first class I've ever seriously considered dropping. Thermodynamics, Fluid Mechanics, Heat Transfer, I'm all like whatever. But Beginning Pilates, FUCK THIS SHIT. It's basically weird aerobics shit that involves lots of moving and holding your neck up. And it looks fucking ridiculous. Seriously, I felt like such a tool. My butt is in the fucking air I AM A TOOL.
Plus, everyone else in the class actually tries. I half assed most of it and would just lay on the mat when I felt like it. The instructor was all like, inhale, exhale, kick your legs and turn sideways with a duck on your head. And I would look around and everyone would be completing these exercises like Olympic champions. I swear to god, maybe I have a weird center of gravity but I just can't curl into a ball and rock backward then completely forward.
I mean, I'm not someone who eats tubs of lard or bathes in lard or hates all movement but good god I think the constant instruction and just ugh it's Pilates is enough to make the rage come out. And the mats disgust me.