As you know (if you read my last post) I attended my very first yoga class yesterday with Katie. This wasn't your average yoga class, however... It was HOT yoga. All of the yoga fun in a small room containing about 9 heating fans which rose the temperature to like 100 degrees. Unfortunately, I not-so-strategically placed myself directly in front of one of these heaters, which I soon regretted...
So there I was in this class doing, or should I say attempting poses such as the downward dog, pigeon, warrior 1 & 2, tree, plank, etc... trying to relax and feel the benefits of yoga and hoping to feel that state of self-balance which keeps people returning to these exercises. I was kind of expecting to love yoga so much that I would perhaps enroll in a class at school or something. Unfortunately, that balance never came. I actually found myself on the verge of laughter many times throughout the hour and a half as I watched myself fail repeatedly. Katie wasn't really feeling it either and every time we looked at each other, we had to instantly look away before the chuckles started coming. So basically what I'm saying is that I guess yoga isn't for me. If I could sum up hot yoga in one phrase it would be "NEVER AGAIN".
My dog just chewed up the Christmas tree lights... Gotta go.
K bye
No comments:
Post a Comment