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2004-11-03 - 10:04 a.m. Yesterday I decided to take a yoga class. Yup, I had been thinking about it for a while and, while I have taken the ocassional "Body Flow" class (a combo between yoga, pilates, and god knows what else), I had never done just yoga. Since I had decided to incorporate something new into my exercise routine, this seemed like a good idea. Yoga can help you with balance, flexibility, core strength and it helps you manage stress. I need to manage stress. Oh, and I also want to improve my balance. (Points at self, fencer.) Anyway, I noticed that a Gold's gym next to the office offers a "Gentle Yoga" class. Gentle yoga? My main concern was that perhaps it would be too gentle and not much of a challenge. After all, I lift weights and do aerobic exercising 4 to 6 days a week, not to mention the fencing. I am a tough girl. Gentle is not exactly what I was looking for. How mistaken I was. To begin with, I have no idea why they called this class "gentle" yoga. There is nothing gentle about it and it was one of the most challenging things I have done in a long time. (What do you mean I have to put my foot there? And then lift my arm how? And my chin has to point the opposite way? I am going to fall over!) I fell over. Twice. But everyone was very supportive since this was my first time. My butt hurts. My back muscles are sore too. I thought I was going to die . . . I am soooo coming back next week . . . � � |