
Lately I have been feeling like
Practical Magic meets Enchanted April
I wish I were Stockard Channing at times
kick ass, bad mouthed, brass balled

but alas
I'm not...
very often
But I am happy to report that there is a new man
in my life
Jose..
....now don't get all freaked out
He's my new personal trainer
and he is kick ass....
my ass
But in a good way.....
I keep telling him to go easy on me
...I'm old
He rejects that
and raises the weight
Good golly
It feels so good to be back with a trainer
to be back at the gym
...ah such perfume to my nasal passages
and when I leave....I'm high on worked muscles
....such a high
to feel in touch with your body
in touch with muscles that I forgot I had
...oh those little muscles that you find
....Working on my own was not enough
I needed to feel the way I used to feel after a good workout
I tried locating my old crazy trainer
but so awful......I discovered that he died
in a car accident .....
So when I am struggling on my third rep
I think of him.....remembering him
always saying...when I moaned....that
This is no tea party!
The man was brutal
and I loved every minute of it.... him helping me discover my strength
and courage
to hang in there
Now that was and is Practical Magic























