What was I thinking!! Leaving the safe enclosure of my physiotherapy clinic. I was the indisputable queen of fitness there! I was the one-eyed woman in a kingdom full of blind men! But I was bored. I was tired of looking at old, hairy, mushie chests and bold heads. I was terrified at the idea of hearing yet another depressing story about injuries, accidents and strokes. I was desperate for some sparkle and glamour! Ah Vanity! The deadliest of all sins!
But I won't give up! I'm playing in the big boys league now. My sports clothes might be a bit older and more tarnished than I imagined, I will wear them with pride! And tomorrow at 9am, I will take on the pilates ring and ball and fight for my rightful place in the fitness food chain! This is my manifesto! And this is my anthem....
