Work Out

While I was in Barcelona, I decided I’d go with MB for his daily gym routine. Our hotel gave us access to a great fitness club and I had this fantasy of doing 30 min. of cardio every day and coming home with maybe a little less “luggage.”

Didn’t work. I’d forgotten that I tend to build muscle really fast when I work out. (I’ve been doing yoga as my primary exercise for more than six years.) Now my quads are popping.

Part of it was just going there with him, supporting his workout. He’d been lamenting his middle-aged spread for a while and when I pointed out that I’d enjoy being able to do more things with him in play were he in better shape, he decided to do something about it. I was really impressed by his stamina and felt myself beaming with pride at his dedication and physical improvement.

Ultimately, he inspired me. I found myself, every day, pushing myself. Longer, more challenging rounds of cardio. Doubling my crunches. Imagining myself stronger, tighter, slimmer, and more toned as I moved through Salon d’Orleans. Back in my leather halter that sets off my arms and midriff, throwing my whip or unspooling a hank of rope.

And I loved that exercise rush, too.

Quite a few of my clients over time have told me that they’ve been motivated by our play to get into better shape. I love that (and I love the results even more!). Now, I’m feeling inspired to get in better cardio shape and tone up so that I can be a better, stronger Domme myself.

Time for the yoga girl to join a gym. There’s an Equinox just a few blocks away from my home AND my studio, so that’s where I’m thinking. If you have a recommendation for a different gym that has locations on the UWS and in midtown, please let me know. Any help would also be appreciated. Thanks to all of you who’ve taken it upon yourselves to tighten up. Keep up the good work … and I’ll join ya.