When I was a little kid, I associated yoga with yogurt. Possibly with Yogi the Bear.
In junior high a friend and I worked along to one of her mother’s yoga videos. It must have been yoga for beginners or relaxation or something like that because all I remember is a lot of Child’s Pose.
Yesterday, I attempted the P90X yoga video. It was pleasantly challenging (I didn’t throw in the pushups he suggested) if a little long (I skipped a few sections, shortening it to an hour for my first time). I worked hard but wasn’t really sure how much I got out of it.
These days that’s tough. We’re back and forth to Post Falls for EMT class when completely eats up my post work hours on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. On Tuesday and Thursday I just want to sit and not do anything. And unfortunately, that’s been the case on the weekends too.
I feel so much better when I work out. I woke up this morning to pleasantly sore abs and shoulders. I actually like working out. It was a Monday morning and I was tired and groggy but able to pry myself from bed. I totally wish I could say that I’d get up at five to work out MWF but realistically, that’s not going to happen so instead, I’ll commit myself to actually doing something on Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday, and Sunday even if it’s as small as going for a walk (although, those endorphins from working hard are what I’m really after).
Sound good? Okay.
Besides, I get to run this sweet race again in June!:
P.S. Sprocket is really helpful on the whole yoga thing. Face is often near the ground or legs are in perfect walk through position.