I try to do Pilates every day, at least part of the routine. I have realized I make excuses to avoid it, and have realized it is because some of the exercises, oddly enough the Rolling one, elicit fear in me. I contact that rich subterranean river of fear. I get shivers all over. It hides in my upper back, particularly.
Now six months ago I would not have allowed myself to feel this. I would have exhorted myself to “get it done”, done it faithfully for 4 days, then given it up for three weeks by making excuses and then forgetting it completely. This is the truth.
Now, I see what is happening. And it occurs to me this fear has limits. It does not go on forever. I will pass through it. And having passed through it, I will not only not fear the Pilates, but look forward to it. It is after all intended to be rejuvenating and relaxing.
I feel good things coming my way.