Ok, i admit i went for Yoga class before. That was ages ago, during Stanford days. And most hilarious thing was, hubby was in the same class, and we saw each other in some of the weirdest poses ever!?!?! Anyway, so i took Yoga for a term. And basically didn't see any meaning in the meditation bits, or the incense bits, or the visualise energy flowing through your fingertips bullshit...
Ah well, so it took a lot of persuasion from mum to get me to try yoga again... this time at amore this morning. very funny teacher with a thick american accent (not natural but not grating, thank God) and she's ultra flexible. none of that bullshit mentioned earlier. but boy are my bones stiff. can barely reach my toes now. i suppose with my back injury i was having trouble with all the poses, so it was quite difficult to keep up with my class mates. (all slithe and toned and tai-tai)...
ah well, perhaps i should try pilates first. maybe it won't be so taxing....
Ah well, so it took a lot of persuasion from mum to get me to try yoga again... this time at amore this morning. very funny teacher with a thick american accent (not natural but not grating, thank God) and she's ultra flexible. none of that bullshit mentioned earlier. but boy are my bones stiff. can barely reach my toes now. i suppose with my back injury i was having trouble with all the poses, so it was quite difficult to keep up with my class mates. (all slithe and toned and tai-tai)...
ah well, perhaps i should try pilates first. maybe it won't be so taxing....
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