I am not a fitness person. I have been known to hibernate all year round, and my idea of a 'workout' involves that epic stretch that takes place after a very satisfying nap.
In an effort to prove to my husband I can do some kind of exercise on a regular basis, I've taken up Barrecode (after a 3 month, mostly unused gym membership).
Barrecode is an interesting combination of yoga, pilates, jazz ballet and the barre workout. In that line, I only recognise 'yoga' as a form of exercise, and only because the name reminds me of 'yoghurt', a delicious dairy treat, especially when frozen and loaded with sugar.
Barrecode promise "your best body ever" if you keep it up, and when you look at their regulars you can see why. It's a bit scary, if I'm honest.
While a little on the pricey side, their classes are loads of fun, and I am often in stitches of laughter as I overbalance for the 10th time while trying to pulse my leg up at a 90 degree angle while gripping a tiny ball between by calf and thigh muscles.
My two favourite instructors are Hannah McDonald and Patricia Best. They make inflicting pain look like loads of fun, and don't mind the odd badly timed heckle from the sweaty short girl in the back.
As seems the theme with Hobart, all the instructors AND attendees are delightful. The majority are women that have a great sense of humour, and plenty of empathy for other participants.
Highly recommended, prepare to feel your muscles burn.
On a side note, you might hear the following catchphrases:
"Beat, beat, squeeeeeze!"
"Embrace the burn!"
"If you're shaking, it means you're doing it right!"
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