girls at pilates
I love going to pilates because apart from the fact that it's good for both my physical and mental health, I love being part of something. For 50 minutes me and a herd of similar girls will move in unison and nothing else will matter but getting the poses exactly right. All the girls at pilates are pretty and therefore, I am a pretty girl at pilates, thanks to the cheerleader effect. I love studying my class buddies and wonder about who they are. If they have ever been fucked or if they are reformed losers like me pretending to fit in with the crowd. If they were mean girls or bullied at school, or just average. And while I think about that, I forget which leg I need to put in front and which one I need to lift to the sky, and oh boy, it would be really bad timing if people suddenly developed mind reading skills.