I went to see Chelsea Handler with Dad at the Citi Performing Arts Center on Tremont St. I was reluctant to go see her type of show with my father. There are just somethings I don't want to talk to Dad about and listening to her jokes while with him made me sort of cringe.
I loved her opening act, Heather McDonald. I don't think I laughed so much in a long time. I did some serious laughing because my jaw was really hurting last night. (TMJ is a big pain.) Chelsea was not as funny and pretty raunchy. My Dad was just happy to see me laughing a lot or so he told me.
I got told by one of the ushers, who Dad was flirting with (UGH), that pictures were a no-no. I need to get a cool phone that I could have disguised to take a picture.
I went to pilates for the first time this morning. I really need it. My posture is terrible and I will admit it. It is one problem with being large chested. I have to consciously work on it more. The class was for true beginners such as myself. My upper back hurts a lot to the point, sometimes I would like to get a reduction. If I could improve it through pilates, it would be awesome.
Do you do pilates? Has it helped your posture?