Not even going to try full wheel
I think I wrote before about trying the yoga class my gym offers and not being all that crazy about it. I decided this week (after that stressful interlude with a coworker that didn’t last more than an hour but STILL – it was stressful) that I need to find a yoga class I like. Luckily for me, we live three and a half blocks from a yoga studio with reasonably priced classes.
The assumption for last night’s class was that I had some yoga experience, which I do, even if it’s several years in the past. I figured I’d just do what I could and rest when I needed to. I was mostly able to keep up, but HOO BOY am I sore now. I am hyper-aware of every muscle in my back, but I liked it, I felt comfortable there, and I will go back.
We arranged our mats in a circle, facing in, which was different for me. The other major difference was the total lack of mirrors. Want to check your position in the mirror? No, sorry. See if stretching all the way out in Warrior II makes you look thinner? Assume it does and move on, please. Surreptitiously stare at the amazingly flexible lady across the room? NOPE. You have to actually stare at her because she’s across the circle staring at YOU, probably judging you for not being able to hold Half Moon for more than two seconds without falling over. Good thing she doesn’t know you can’t even touch your toes…