My challenge for the day was to go to a pilates class… with a Portuguese-only speaking instructor. I’ll admit, it was a bit scary. Not as scary as, say, going to a gynecologist or acupuncturist that speaks only Portuguese. But if you miss understand instructions on one of the pilates machines, it could result in injury.
But it all turned out OK. Sure, it was a challenge to breath in through my nose and out through my mouth AND pay attention to my core AND relax my shoulders AND interpret what the teacher was telling me. But I did just fine.
However, it did seem kind of easy. Kind of like when I took yoga classes in Barcelona and we mostly just laid under blankets on the floor. Anyway, we’ll see how I feel tomorrow, maybe she was targeting those muscles I didn’t even know I had.