Did you make any New Year’s resolutions this year? This year, my ridiculous list of resolutions included trying yoga. So, yeah. Laugh. Get it out of your system. Go ahead. I understand.
Thanks to arthritis and too much day-job and night-job sitting, I thought it sounded like a reasonable alternative to walking (bor-ing), running (ho ho ho), swimming (DJ ain’t the only one), or a gym membership (in a town full of skinny college girls? I don’t think so.)
Yoga is good for you mentally and physically, right? There are a trazillion options but I chose one and started a couple of days before New Year’s actually. It’s tailored with options for out-of-shape beginners, so there’s no head-standing or pretzel twisting, let me assure you. That ain’t happening.
I am so freaking sore. My legs hurt. My shoulders hurt. My down dog is way more down that dog. But I’m learning how to breathe. Anyone want to make bets on how long this lasts? Any yoga aficionados out there?
Oh, and here’s my favorite pose…I’m REALLY good at it!