So here I am, no Yoga for 12 days. Okay, so I was at the beach in Cape May, New Jersey with the family. Sure, I did the daily brisk walk down the Boardwalk and back, but apparently, it wasn't enough. Not according to my sore muscles since returning to my Mudra Yoga classes.
I'm going into my seventh week, and I'm doing quite well with the poses . . . well, except for last night. How quickly my body screamed and resisted those poses I'd become so familiar with before vacation. Seriously, I'm a dedicated exercise person. Hell, sitting in front of the computer all day does something bad to your body. It's like your butt becomes the width of the chair. I'm not letting that happen to me. No way, Jose. As a result--you know, vanity and all that jazz, I exercise in the morning for a half hour 5 days a week, and become a Yogette in the evenings for an hour, 4 nights a week. I tried the 7 days a week exercising, but I just can't seem to make it happen. Hey, I figure my body is trying to tell me something, so I'm listening.
So back to yoga. Two of the yoga days are dedicated to kick-ass advanced classes and two are more manageable--okay, more for beginners, but nevertheless, still good with all the stretching. It's at a slower pace--restorative for all those tough poses I tried to twist my body into during the advanced days.
And speaking of which, the kick-ass instructor, the young whippersnapper that she is, moves fast. Here I am last night feeling all good about my 'downfaced dog' and when I look up, she's already onto 'upward dog facing'. Am I ever going to be able to move as quickly as she glides into those poses?
Well, third day this week, I'm doing my poses and she calls for the 'side plank' pose. I get my tired body ready to show my instructor I'm good at this, and you know what? I fell over. Yep, that's exactly what happened. LOL Talk about being embarrassed!
I think the next time I go on vacation, I'm taking a yoga DVD with me. Now onto to Zumba classes.