Well, after shoveling everyday for the last two months I realized how much easier things would be if I were a bit more agile, so I decided to venture into my first ever yoga class.
(Okay, the snickers should have died down by now.)
So, here's what they don't tell you about yoga: It's freaking hard!
I wandered in to the class yesterday and stuck out right off the bat ("Oh, you take your shoes off? Thanks for the heads up Internet research!") We got out our mats and blankets (again - no idea) and sat down into our first pose, that kind of Indian-style way of sitting with our hands in front of us like we were praying. So far, so good.
Next - Child's Pose. Nailed it. Plus, it felt like a really good stretch. At this point I'm thinking this yoga thing is a piece of cake. I'm ready to advance to whatever is an advanced level. Outside of the whole spirituality, I'm pretty sure I'm the Dalai Lama.
Beginning with the next pose ("Warrior") I proceeded to fall-over profusely like a drunkard doing yoga. I needed a block, which they give out to beginners, for just about every move. I must also stress it is very quiet in the yoga studio(?) except for some serene music, so when you fall to the ground during "Half Triangle" it's fairly noticeable.
Today, I am sore in odd places, but it is a good sore. And, as terrible as I was at this whole yoga thing I think I want to give it another go.