abs...what abs?

i have tried, to no avail, to post pictures of the inside of our house on my blog. for some reason my hello program can't seem to locate the pictures, even though they're RIGHT THERE! has anyone else ever had a problem like this?

i am not a buff girl. this probably has something to do with my phobia of gyms, and of exercise in general. i have never been able to figure out how to do a proper sit up (one where my lower back doesn't scream out in agony), so i don't have a clue what it feels like to have sore abs. i like to take walks and, when serious about walking, walk very fast up very large hills. in the past my enthusiasm for exercise has prompted me to take up jogging. the only problem is, jogging hurts after awhile and i am a wuss. so. all of this preamble is so that you can empathize with me when i tell you that on tuesday, i was invited to a friend's house to do a pilates video. sara warned me that the day after she did it, she was a little bit sore. excited at the prospect of a relatively painless way to snap my body into shape (and add a little definition to my spaghetti-thin arms), i agreed to join sara and zandra.

the video itself wasn't too bad. there were times i had to swallow giggles as we all attempted to be as flexible as the perfect looking woman on the screen. we completed the 50 minute video and rewarded ourselves with coffee drenched in flavoured cream. it really wasn't so bad, and at that point i was contemplating buying my own pilates video to do at home. i was quite proud of myself, really.

fast forward to the next morning. i needed to get out of bed. my bladder was telling me so, and yet, for some odd reason, i couldn't manage to get myself into a sitting position without sending waves of pain throughout my midsection. i finally managed to propel myself forward and get out of bed, only to discover that my thighs really didn't want to hold me up that day. neither did my arms want to cooperate with what i wanted them to do. my whole body was just SCREAMING at me! thanks to pilates, i now know what it feels like to have sore abs.

as if that wasn't enough, my throat really hurt whenever i swallowed. nevertheless, i hauled my miserable heap of a body to work, only to discover that my manager was extremely sick with strep throat. lovely. i went around and disinfected all of the phones, but am afraid that i was too late. this morning my throat hurts just a little more. i am doing my best to fend away any illness with an assortment off pills--vitamin c, zinc, eccanachia...whatever it takes. i simply refuse to become sick.