I have begun taking yoga classes at work. They are free and taught by a colleague of mine who works in the wellness area of the College. She has the ideal yoga body and really knows what she is talking about, so I completely trust her and take direction from her whenever necessary.
For starters, I bought a new yoga mat because I think everyone should have their own, especially if they are going to sweat, which I have been known to do. I chose the mat in an olive green shade because I thought it would reflect the natural earthiness I am trying to absorb. Hey, every little bit helps.
Unfortunately, there have been some poses that I have felt like a chunk doing because I am trying to fold myself into positions that boobs and rolls do not fit into. My teacher does not have this problem. She contorts into whatever the next pose is with ease. I just get there eventually.
Yoga makes me feel relaxed and active at the same time. Not many things allow for the commingling of both of these emotions, but alas, yoga does. I also enjoy doing something good and natural for myself. Well, except for the part that I make sure not to let out a fart while I am stretching and contorting. If that were to happen, it would be very disadvantageous for me and my fellow classmates. So, as I hold poses, I also hold it "all" in. Ahhhhh...namaste!
