So, multiple years later I finally got back to a yoga class.
I won’t lie, it did not start well. The teacher was deeply un-yogi-ful, and basically told me to go away and come back for the beginners class. Which I wouldn’t mind, but I really amn’t a beginner. I’m just seriously out of practice!
Anyway, nice venue, decent crowd, nice atmosphere of candles and iTunes and incense nad all sorts of stuff. Then the strenuous stuff starts.
I had forgotten how much I love yoga. It leaves you with such a fantastic feeling of both physical exhaustion and mental peace.
Very easy to get addicted to, and I imagine I will now get sucked back in… but I’m going to go ahead and see that as a good thing.
