To Yoga or Not to Yoga

A few weeks ago I decided that I was going to start taking Yoga classes. Why? Because I was watching the movie The Next Best Thing and I thought "what the hell--I'll do Yoga." I mentioned to a couple girls at work and they decided they wanted to go, too. Beginner classes are Thursdays at 6:15, so we readied ourselves to go. Unfortunately, Julie's daughter was sick, so she had to miss. Leann and I headed out today not knowing what to expect.

Let me just say that it was interesting...a good interesting. First off, I will tell you right now that there are parts of my body that will hurt tomorrow that I didn't know could hurt. Second of all, it was incredibly relaxing. There was ten minutes of quiet time at the end of class where the lights go out, calm music plays and you just breathe. I had no idea how relaxed I was until the instructor told us to roll over on our side. My brain was saying "roll over" and my body was totally having none of that. I actually felt a little lighter (if that makes any sense) after we left. Both of us were amazed at how relaxed we actually felt. Third (and lastly)--I wish the place wasn't so close to Subway--every time I did a deep breath in through my nose I smelled food.

We were both bad at it and I realized that I have zero balance and little flexibility, but we are going back. We both also realized that we often forgot to breath (since we were concentrating on not falling on our asses). It is something worth pursuing, I think. I'm glad that I went (even more glad that I didn't have to go alone) and I am looking forward to next week. At least I say that now--if I can move tomorrow :-)