Oh, wow.

I did Pilates for the first time last night. Oh, baby. More of that, please. Mother-dear got me an introductory DVD of Pilates that I cracked open last night. Better than Callenetics–I got a full workout in twenty minutes, whereas the amount of time in Callenetics for an equivalent workout would have been about 30 or 40 minutes, I think.

Plus, I like the fact that it’s controlled movement; it’s very flowing. Callenetics is more static, although there are, of course, the little movements of the reps. Callenetics makes me feel the need to tense to hold the poses; Pilates is easier (at this level), which will give me a better chance to work up the strength in my neck, in particular.

Besides, in my current state of shapeless gracelessness, Pilates is pretty much like rolling around on the floor. I laughed, I giggled. I felt so relieved from my current anxiety and depression afterwards. I was able to enjoy WO’s presence and sleep decently for the first time this week.

Yes, more Pilates, please.

Graduate school searching

Graduate school searching is scary. In part because I don’t have a very narrow focus for my interest yet. Something in such-and-such an area. That makes it a little more difficult to email professors with related interests, but since the more important part at this stage is forming a rapport (in my opinion), it’s not a major hindrance.

The other complication, of course, is my relationship with WO. He’s looking for graduate schools, too. We’ve decided to perform our searches largely independently, so as not to unduly bias the other. We’ll compare notes later and hope we can settle on either the same school or different schools in the same town.

There’s a very real possibility that I will have to make a decision as to how I prioritize my desire to be close to him and my desire to do graduate work.

This makes me sad for so many reasons.