Rosalind Addison Barnett (lockeddoor) wrote in playinghouse, @ 2012-03-31 00:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | 01-03, bryce |
I wanna get physical
Who: Rosalind & Bryce
When: Early morning
Where: Basement workout area
She hadn't really made plans with the boxer (and she hadn't really been serious about boxing with him) but he'd reminded her of how it was important to stay fit while in the house. Rosalind was the kind of person that was naturally slender as long as she watched what she ate. If she worked out, though, she felt better about herself. Endorphins and all that good stuff. Rosalind, of course, dressed appropriately for the excursion, putting her unwashed hair in an untidy bun and keeping her bangs out of the way with a headband. It honestly wasn't the best workout headband in the world considering it was crocheted but she hated those running headbands. They gave her a headache...even if they were really effective. Grabbing one of the towels from her room, she headed downstairs.
She found the little door at the back of the kitchen and proceeded to the basement. It was quiet. Pretty eerie but it didn't bother Rosalind much. Didn't seem like anyone else was working out and so she started in front of the barre, stretching out. The year she'd tried ballet seemed like ages ago but she remembered a lot of the stretches, which really helped her get ready for a workout. Somewhere, she was glad she didn't pursue ballet. It supposedly really messed with your gait. At any rate, Rosalind placed her fingers lightly on the barre and began with plies.