This morning my darling husband attended his first registered Pilates class with me. I don't think there are a lot of men in the world who would do that. It started out, on his part, as an act of generosity, wanting to do something with me that would make me happy, taking an interest in something I enjoyed doing. However, once he found himself in a room with six young women all arching and stretching into Angry Cats, I think he found reasons of his own to enjoy being there.
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