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Pilates

The sunset over Lake Champlain last night was flat out spectacular.  A strange cold front had made its way through the area in late afternoon and winds were whipping the leaves off the trees and buckets of rain dumped out of the clouds.  I went to a pilates class anyway, driving into Burlington just as there was a hole opening up in the clouds to the west and the sun was setting.  It's practically a miracle that I didn't drive into another car or run over a pedestrian.  It was a sight worth the trip.

The pilates class was a free introduction at the YMCA.  I did enjoy it--found it to be much more doable than yoga for me.  I'll look for a class closer to home, though.  There are exercise classes of one sort or another offered at the community center or church halls here in town from time to time, but it's hard to find a daytime opportunity.  You don't really ever expect to see "Real Housewives of  Vermont" airing on the TV and the senior scene around here is mostly about luncheons and bus tours.  I don't mind gong out in the evening, but I was a little creeped out having to park on a city block and walk alone back from the Y after dark--what with recent news of older women under attack and all.

Has anyone else noticed something a bit wacky about blogger's spell checker?  I mean it is a worse speller than I am, I think.

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  1. I've never cared a lot about going out in the evening and the older I get the less I like it. I go one night a week to Knit Night but wouldn't do that if they had a daytime group. By the way, I also feel a little uneasy walking to my car alone in the dark.

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  2. I can't see at night and have no business driving after dark, although I do it some.

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  3. Oh, I hope you find a closer and day time class.
    I just wish there was a spell checker for the comments section.

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