Gill South heads for the pool to join an innovative new exercise class learning aqua Pilates.
Well, as you know I naturally gravitate towards anything that involves water - apart from swimming lap after lap after lap down a pool which bores the pants off me.
I have gate-crashed one of the first Aqua Pilates classes at my sports club, Next Generation, and the friendly woman who rather terrified me with her Pilates class a few weeks earlier, Heather Stewart, is running it. Her Pilates class is definitely directed more at types who know what they are doing rather than wannabes like me.
But it turns out the aqua Pilates class is much more my standard. Heather, who has her own company with her mother, Studio Pilates, is feeling her way with the class, figuring out what works and what doesn't, so there is nothing too testing. At this point there is no formal format for aqua Pilates which suits me down to the ground. I'm very happy to go along for the ride as this energetic Kiwi breaks new ground.
In today's class we do a lot with our noodles, so to speak - those over-sized shoestring-shaped things made of foam which children use when they are first learning to swim. We middle-aged ladies sit astride them like a circus ride, paddling with our legs and arms. It's not a million miles from some of my aqua zumba stuff but there's no loud music and the instructor is in the pool with us getting as wet as the rest of us.