Pop!

Some things really freak me out. Like the noise people make when they brush their teeth. Or if I’m lying out, and I’m on concrete. And my feet hang off the towel (because towels are NEVER long enough) and my toenails hit the concrete. I hate it! I hate the feel, I hate the noise. Ugh just thinking about it freaks me out.

I hate it when body parts pop. And mine do, all the time. Cracking is ok, I don’t mind cracking fingers or toes. But actually popping, like knee sockets and hip sockets. Shoulder sockets. Eww. It’s disturbing.

Ever since I had Brynlee my hips pop when I move a certain way. Another souvenir from being pregnant? That and my bladder control is not what it used to be. Sometimes when I laugh too hard I piddle. Which is ok, when you are 9 months pregnant. Not so ok now when you not pregnant…

Anyhow there are certain moves we do in Pilates where my hips are popping all over the place. (side note: Yes, go me I’ve stuck with it for 8 weeks! 8! And I’m taking the class again. There can be miracles!) Last night, the lady on the mat next to me comes up to me after class and says “Wow your hips really pop”. I thought I was the only one who could hear them popping! Apparently my Pilates neighbors get to take in my joy of nasty pops all over the place. And it’s not like in Pilates you are right next to someone. You need space to swing limbs all around so the fact that she could hear me popping away. It was pretty embarrassing. What am I supposed to say to that? “Sorry yeah I know it’s gross and freakish. I blame the baby.”? She wasn’t being mean, she just seemed intrigued. I’m kind of intrigued too. If they pop like this after one kid, what will happen after the next? Are my legs going to just fall out of the sockets? Luckily this annoying popping only occurs in my Pilates class. I don’t usually fling limbs all over in every day life, so I can deal with it. Not that I have a choice. I can’t un pop on command. Unfortunately for my Pilates class mates apparently they are stuck with it too!