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My Mother's Only Child: Chapter 1 Getting Back Right...Pilates

      This Mother's Day weekend, May 14th, wasn't as hard for me as the previous ones after my mother's death. I believe the last four years of grief therapy has helped me a lot. But this year 2024, I got back to regular exercising. I previously would occasionally run on my treadmill at home, but I did something extra, and I joined Club Pilates. For me, I needed and wanted to join this trend of Black Women and Pilates but needed that desire to begin. A free one-day trial that led to a membership and a convenient location were the best incentives I needed to workout but at my own pace. I was so nervous and let's be real ...I was completely out of shape.  I noticed how out of shape I was on my first day...well the first few months really. But the staff, instructors and fellow workout buddies have made this journey of "getting back right' worth the sweat and soreness. Even though I have a long way to go, I can slowly see some results and I know my mother, Alma Jean would be proud.

Welcome to my new chapter!

"Getting Back Right"

My Mother's Only Child.

Sherri M. Littleton 

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