scientific

The other day I bought a certain Pilates magazine. I don't know why, but I kinda thought it would be a sort of informative journal full of innovative ideas and current methodology concerning technique and style. No sir. It's advertising space and traditional thinking. I should have known. Really, I should have. I was asking my instructor if she knew of any good resources and the first one she suggested was Men's Health.

For real? Yes.

She admitted that it had a lot of stupid ("really stupid," I offered) shit in it but that it also had some great info on working out and nutrition and stuff. So I stole her husband's copy, um, out of the bathroom, at the gym.