This here isn't a picture of my latest 'toy' even if it does resemble something from the range of female accoutrements in an Ann Summers' shop. And the similarities do not end with its appearance, I will elaborate, now that I may have your full interest.
It is in fact a Power Plate. This is the latest slimming, toning, exercise gadget to hit the streets of Carlisle. Basically you gently exercise or not so gently according to your ability, stamina and flexibility, with a trainer who coaches and encourages you all the while the plate... wait for it....while it vibrates, with several speed settings!
Last week my pal Julie booked a free half hour trial session for three, Carlotta joined us. The trainer Dave, took us threw our paces, amid shrieks, giggles, bawdy comments and my groans of pleasure! We stepped on it, we bent on it, we crouched on it, we swung on it, we squatted on it and we sat on it (out goes the washing machine!) and finally we lay on it. Bliss. Apparently we were not the first group of women to be loudly appreciative of the Power plate's obvious secondary qualities.
Seriously if only for the fact it heightened my mood considerably from all the laughter, smiles and fun it would be worth regular visits. My nose wouldn't stop itching and Dave informed me, with a twinkle in his eye, that the nose has the second highest amount of nerve endings in the female body!
I am sold on it, l just need to get back to work and do some overtime to afford it.
Where do l sign?