Life is too short for so many things. Life is too short not to venture to far away places and start your life anew even though you're in your 50s. Life is too short (and God is too good) to allow the apathy and immaturity of teenage boys to ruin your day. Life is too short to be impatient with your colleague when she re-tells the same story 3.5 times a day. Life is too short to entangle yourself with complications that are apparent to the blind (you know this one is about men). And, life is too short for Pilates.
There is a lovely British woman who hosts Pilates classes in her villa for AED 25 per session (about $6.83). The location is close enough that I can walk back to my apartment hotel when it is over. Since the sessions take place on workdays, I take my workout clothes with me in the morning. Well, on this particular morning, as I was leaving the Teacher's Room heading to my first class of the day, I was overcome with dread (marvelous word). I nearly teared up at the thought of going to Pilates class after work. It seemed my knees and ankles were in agreement. Those two regions of my body were in pain at the thought of reclining on a thin mat and using my pelvis to lift my butt for what could not be more than a few millimeters off the floor.
Hallelujah and thank you Jesus! I made a very mature and reasonable decision to find other ways to improve my physique without the emotional turmoil of strenuous exercise. Walking is good. It is kind to one's limbs and actually involves normal body movement. I think I'll take a walk to the corniche. There is a carnival there, and I am told they sell funnel cake!
Life is too short, so take it all in one day at a time. I tried calling your Friday, November 1st 9:30pm my time, but it did not go. You are missed in Chicago.
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