Ainslie Paton romance author

The Treadmill of Inspiration

I’m over on the Escapades blog having a mag about treadmills, uncooperative body parts and inspiration, which is fitting because last night the reformer totally nailed me, by which I mean I had a tough Pilates class – get your mind out of the gutter.

This is a reformer.  Sounds so much dirtier than it looks right.  And this was the exercise that turned me into a puddle of wet.

Um – quitting now before I get myself into worse trouble than than elevated splits, which is innocuously called a thigh stretch.






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