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Weekly Wrap up. Week 13. 2025

It's a busy one... but then, when isn't it?

Forgive the late delivery but it's been quite a week!


What a busy time we have had and it has been amazing to have your support along the way. I could not let half a decade slip by without acknowledging it in some way and this week, we have had 6 extra classes which were open to any and everyone.


5 years online! While we still have a bit of bumbling around, on the whole we have all become so much more tech savvy and suggesting a FaceTime or zoom meet is now perfectly normal and sharing screens, downloading apps and practising classes online is all now part of our lives.

OF COURSE we love to see each other in person and I totally respect those still reluctant as they worry that they won't get the same attention in class or feel PTSD from lockdown and want to stay off screen, I completely get that and believe me, I STILL feel a shiver when I talk about lockdown and it is not a subject I like to dwell on. However...


No-one has everything. A mantra I live by. No matter what, no-one has everything. From a more light hearted perspective, with regards our classes, what we have gained online for the largest part, is far more regular attendance. From the face to face days of once a week and forgetting about it, I now see most people at least 4 times a week and the stats from my video library (yes - I do know!!) tell me what gets accessed and how much and I take huge pride in how much the library is used - 42 hours last week alone. Your progress is outstanding and those who attend classes multiple times a week are so, so far advanced in your both your skill, understanding and overall ability. I know you know this as so many of you have told me how much stronger and able you feel - isn't it great! While I enjoy my face to face classes, the convenience of being online has changed my world and for me, and for many of you, there is no turning back!


Face to face - I know you think I am a real bore for asking you to turn your phone off and for pushing you hard in the class (n.b. - it is the chatty classes with those who like to distract everyone where I push you the hardest... !) but why come to class if you don't want to learn, progress and improve? I love a good natter and a catch up but before/after not during! My point being that for those of us (and we continue to grow) who are online addicts, we appreciate that we can have regular, easy and convenient access to classes to WORK and then we can do other things for our social catch ups - so we don't miss out! We just go for coffee feeling strong and smug!


To that end.... we had 6 extra classes this week where I was multi screening on Zoom and Instagram live and it worked really well, didn't it! It was fantastic to see so many of you joining on the 'gram (and yes, I know several of you were lying in bed with a cup of tea watching - it's ok, I couldn't see you!!!!! ) but it was a different way for me to reach you - still very nerve wracking and scary as a new way to deliver - live on the 'gram was quite scary but nowhere NEAR as scary as that first, Facebook live from Beaulieu village hall on Friday 17th March 2020 - that experience will be forever be etched on my face in worry lines. 

We wrapped it up right back where it started at the village hall yesterday and it was wonderful to see you all - what a fantastic turn out and extra points to Stella who came from London! Of course it is lovely to see eachother in person and a suggestion was made that we do an extra class every couple of months or so in the hall followed by coffee and once I have recovered from this week, I will definitely give that some thought.


It isn't just factoring in the extra classes. It is the energy to deliver them as well as I can, to be the best I can, to have the energy and enthusiasm to motivate and inspire you. Add to that some nerves as I deliver in a new way .... adding to the fact that I actually went out not once but TWICE. I never go out - I am a total hermit so twice in a week is a big deal, added to a big week of adrenaline fuelled extra live delivery but it was WHERE I went,.. a local village hall charity medium evening on Thursday which was as community based as it comes and equally like a scene from The Archers (I should know, I never miss an episode) followed by the maddest evening I can ever remember- having taught 6 classes on Friday, 2 of which were weight training, I had to get home, walk the dogs, shower and be out of the house by 4.45pm. WHO goes out that early? I was by now on automatic pilot and had left my brain somewhere else which on reflection was just as well, as I then went to Bongo Bingo in Bournemouth. THE MADDEST, most hilarious evening I have had in a very long. It was brilliant, made more so by being in a big and very fun group, It is so mad, I cant really explain it other than to say it sure as heck blew away the cobwebs, I danced my legs off, won nothing, found I am hopeless at bingo and yes, we absolutely are going to have a JP's social night out there.

What's new for members, 


There are masses of new classes in the library this week. 


The 5 recorded birthday classes are scattered between the Snack Bar (the 30 mins), Mixed abilty and All levels. All as usual, listed in date order for easy location. 


The Box breath class from Friday is in All levels and I direct you all to try that one. 


Tuesday's All Levels strength class is recorded and this is a "resistance band v free weights" ideas class - great if you are going away and want to keep your strength work up, and Friday's circuits style lower body strength class is also there - a huge variety this week.


I am also growing my You Tube channel - you can visit Julietspilates.com where you will find all the Birthday classes from this week as well as a variety of other classes to try so if you are not yet a member and want to see how we work, head over here. 

What else?

As we head towards Easter, please (members) keep check your calendar as there will be a reduced schedule over the Bank Holiday week.

I am really looking forward to our next Teatime talk coming up on April 15th with Yvonne Bishop Weston who is a hugely well respected nutritionist. Details going up on my website in the next few days but please do put the date in your diary. As with all the talks, this is open to everyone and will be a really superb chat. To have access to specialists of this calibre from the comfort of your sofa is just an amazing opportunity that I am really delighted to share with you.


If you are in my classes and want to know more about our socials and get together's, please drop me a line.

This Wednesday a group of us are taking the ferry to the Isle of Wight for a walk and lunch and we have a really superb group going to Battersea power station in June for a private, guided tour and lunch.... then of course, there will be Bongo Bingo....

Happy Mothering Sunday to you whether you are a mother, have a mother, no longer have a mother or wherever you fit in.


Thank you for your support this week. You just get better and better xx

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By juliet February 27, 2025
I very nearly missed it. I was thinking about an April challenge or similar when I suddenly realised that WE ARE 5! In March, we will have been online for a whopping 5 years and as we grow ever stronger, this needs to be celebrated! Friday 17th March 2020. I was in a totally empty Beaulieu Village hall as everyone was staying home and with legs shaking and heart racing, I leant my phone up against a speaker on the stage and started my first ever Facebook LIve class. A lot has happened in 5 years and we are all far more tech savvy now but this was ground breaking for me at least and I was terrified. Seeing little hearts and smiley faces floating up the screen as more and more people logged on was the biggest support I could have imagined. That week before what we all knew was coming, I was facing the “what’s next” along with millions of others. For me, “what next” was a 3 day non stop run of no sleep (adrenaline has many uses) and a huge learning curve. Along with fellow fitness professionals, I was learning how to use Zoom, membership platforms, booking programs, how to manage my website, multi screening, recording and editing. There were a lot of tears and coffee and I did not see my bed for 3 nights straight. BUT…. (indulge me here please) scrolling back through my old blog posts (still there for you to see!) I saw my first post about Live, free Facebook Pilates on March 20th and my first calendar of classes the same week as we went into lockdown. I went live, online for free every day, one way or another for 6 weeks right at the start. It nearly killed me and how Joe Wicks kept going, I do not know but I am so proud of that and what we achieved together. I was reaching into countries all over the world as at that time, not as many people were offering this and as everyone was at home, time zones were not as relevant. Friends and family were sharing the links so that they could do classes together and see eachother from wherever they were. To be honest, it is all a bit of a blur (as I am sure it is for many, many people) as I just fought hard to save my business and my sanity. I do vividly remember one class where we had zooms from Australia, America, Qatar, Dubai and Mallorca. I wrote it down on my office whiteboard where it stayed for years. It was just surreal and I honestly could not believe this was me! I was doing all this on my laptop mirrored to my TV, in my lounge! You saved me! I was on my own and horribly lonely and isolated and slowly going a bit mad and “having” to log on daily and be positve and upbeat and full of energy to motivate and inspire you genuinely saved me. I have removed most of the old lockdown content and anything that still triggers me into a shivver of how awful it was, but one thing that I hold in my heart with enormous pride is my online community. I am more proud of this than I can begin to descibe. You are my family. I created this, built and nurtured it and continue to be indescribably proud of what we have all acheived together. Our Christmas lunches, when I sit back and see so many friends, the care and what we share - please know that it means the world to me. We have got up to SO MUCH online over 5 years. I am not going to go back over it because a) it is all there in old blogs and social media posts and b) full disclosure, I am only truly, this last year, coming out of what the lockdown era took out of me and I do not wish to revisit it but…. True friendships have grown and we all know we really are “SO MUCH MORE THAN PILATES”. Only last week when a group of us met for a walk, I took so much from hearing you talking about how much YOU get from it - not just the exercise but the daily morning chats and check in’s, the community and support - that you cannot believe how you used to do one class a week, whizz in, whizz out and that was that until the following week whereas now you are doing multiple classes a week and what’s apping fellow members, logging in to see friends and sharing so much. I have been able to teach from Cornwall, Botswana, Croatia ,Pembrokeshire, the local beach…. and as my feet get ever more itchy, the wonders of online means have van, have wifi - you can come with me! I have never wanted to go down the commerical studio route. That was never for me. Far too restrictive - and as online works, the world awaits! So here we are. This last week we have beamed into MELBOURNE (furthest reach so far!), Singapore, Tanzania, Germany, France, Spain, Greece and never forgetting the Isle of Wight… we have more members than ever, a wonderful variety of classes and the library has had another update with more to come. Teatime talks are shaping up (new page on the website under construction), we have 2 socials in the diary and it’s still only February. This year is my 20th anniversary as a Pilates teacher and 22 years since I started out as a Personal trainer. As the wonderful Master Teacher Michael King (who I am going to for a week of Pilates in Crete in May) says - “Old Pilates teachers never retire. We just roll down one day and never roll back up” For our fifth anniversary, it seems only right to go back to where it started so bear with me and watch this space as I plan a collection of extra FREE classes available to EVERYONE, some on Zoom, some on instagram live. This will be week commencing March 24 March and PLEASE put Saturday March 29th in your diary and come to Beaulieu village hall for old time’s sake for a FREE class open to ALL starting at 9am - and coffee and pastries up the road afterwards at Steffs. I will sort the times and days and post next week and in our members’ calendar but everyone is included. Do also keep March 11th in your diary for the first of our Teatime talks - again, open to all. The wonders of being online.
By juliet February 20, 2025
Ok, full disclosure. I think it was me that dropped the clanger yesterday morning... those of you who joined me would have seen that I was not at home, and when I arrived at my destination the night before, I realised I didn't have a magic circle with me and went into the 8am class and edited it to avoid the little hiccough and I THINK I may not have saved the changes. I may be wrong as I am in and out of the library ever such a lot but I am going to put my hand up and say it was me. I could probably wing it and get away with it but I have never been very good at lying and dishonesty does not sit well with me. Mind you, I say that..... I remember many moons ago... many, many moons ago when I was 15. My parents had a bar at the side of the lounge - terribly "all the rage" at the time, then terribly naff and I believe, quite the rage again now. Anyway, I was home on my own, I was bored and I started looking for mischief. I took the carefully hidden key ( hidden above the door as we all knew very well) and let myself into the little bar. I worked my way through the optics of many, almost certainly past their sell by date bottles of revolting sticky liquid and tried each and every one. Needless to say it was not long before I thought I was going to die. I staggered out of the back door to find somewhere to hide (and possibly die) and spied my sister's Hillman Minx which I crawled into and gratefully slept. When I woke, the effects were swift and I just managed to wind down the rear window and get my head out before events overtook me. As I was walking slowly back up the garden, my mother and sister arrived home and my sister was horrified at the state of her car. I still, to this day do not know how I did it but without missing a beat, I just informed her that there had been a load of seagulls flying overhead and they must have poo'd down the car door. Im still laughing now, some 42 years later, at how I just came out with that line and that, as I was staggering up the stairs "with the start of a bad cold", I heard my mother and my sister discussing how shocking it was that the seagulls had done that.... dear reader, we lived in Enfield, North London. There is not a coast for a hundred miles. My mother told us stories about when we were little and I recall the story of how my sister furiously denied writing all over the new wallpaper in her bedroom with a crayon. It was the fact that she would not back down and insisted it could not be her that saw her sent to bed. "But how did you know it was me?" she sobbed and my mother told us that the writing was, quite literally on the wall - all around her bedroom in wonky letters read "Louise 4" Yet, as the saying goes, there is none so easy to delude as oneself. I can say for fact that I have on many occasions talked myself into or out of situations, telling myself I could justify that cake because I deserved it, I could have that drink because I had earned it, I could slack off work because I had earned the right to... How many times have you gone to do something and then given yourself permission not to because of the story you came up with? I guess that can go too far and I know more than one or two who have lied for so long that they started to believe their own warped narrative. One such was my ex husband who lied to me about his age... when he asked me once to get his passport from his laptop bag, I flipped to the photo page to see how bad his picture might be, only to be confronted with a date of birth quite different from the one he had told me.. and he admitted that he had been telling me for so long that he had actually convinced himself he was indeed 8 years younger... Mind you, I still married him so who's the fool!! We all tell white lies and we don't want to cause unnecessary discomfort - if someone has just spent a fortune on a new outfit and they are thrilled, would we honestly tell them we didn't like it? ..... on that note though.... when we were teenagers, a friend of mine's mum and her neighbour went down their road to the church to watch the arrival of a bride for her wedding. Maybe it was because they hadn't been invited and were a bit miffed but they were less than complimentary and I can honestly remember this to the word and I am laughing as I write this ..."Crikey, the bride has clapped some weight on, hasn't she? I thought brides were meant to lose weight in the run up - do you think she has already eaten all the wedding cake? I would definitely wear sleeves with those arms" ... "And WHAT is Sheila wearing on HER HEAD? Call that a hat? ".... all this said unfortunately, very close to the videographer, back in the days of wedding videos being very new and with none of today's editing available. Every word was captured and saved.... on their ACTUAL wedding video... I kid you not... Learning to be brutally honest with ourselves is one of life's greatest lessons. One of my favourite books is Rachel's Holiday by Marian Keyes. Marian is an addict in recovery and weaves addiction of many forms into all her novels (also brilliant - Again Rachel and Grown Up's) and she talks with such candour on the subject of addiction - I have heard her interviewed many times and it is the power to delude ourselves that is so shocking. The lies we can tell ourselves when all around us can see through it. Another great speaker on the subject is the mighty Edith Eger, who I have mentioned before. A holocaust survivor, she continues to lecture as a psychotherapist in her 90's - her books The Choice and The Gift are absolute must reads. She talks about healing without distraction - whether that is alcohol, drugs, food, shopping, exercise, scrolling social media... it takes so many forms but it is only when we remove the many distractions that we can start to sit with ourselves, get to truly know ourselves and then, and only then may we move forward. We know the need to be present, to be still, to be quiet but sometimes it helps to hear it delivered in a different voice or explained around another approach for us to see how it may benefit us. Anyway - my name is Juliet Nicholas. I am 56 and when I was 15, I vomited down the outside of my sister's car. There are no seagulls in Enfield.
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