Lesson Learned

Love this Rob Pollak guy. He gets me!

I like running. I like the gym. I like Pilates. I kinda like yoga; but I’m not going to go out of my way to drop in on a class. It’s just not my thing. I’m not in to the “ohm-ing” and don’t even get me started on the “Namaste-ing” either. It’s not that I’ve never done yoga; it’s just not my thing. I’m a runner. I’m brutish. I’m not a Ujjayi enthusiast. I like to pant when I’m pushing myself to the limit. I can’t promise I won’t die laughing when the person on the mat next to me free-farts. I’m immature like that!

Well, after 7 years of hinting, coaxing, and bullying (not really), I finally caved and attended a “hot yoga” class with a friend. Let me tell you…it was hot ANNNNND humid. It was crowded. It was great! There were times when I felt like the roly-poly fat kid, and there were moments where I felt like I beasted that mess! Like when you do this transition from plank to low plank, and then into downward dog. It kind of felt like a burpee.

There were also times when I felt like I was going to die. Like when my stomach started getting into it…I nearly puked. I learned that you cannot carb load for yoga as you would for a 10k! You will think about puking or maybe do something else GI evacuation related. Lesson learned.

Yoga also made me dig a little deeper in analyzing how I have been feeding myself. I’m a nutrition slacker. I think I’m doing well with food choices; but the way I felt in class really got me to see that I can do better! I see more changes in my diet…and more yoga in my life!

How do you feel about the whole yoga thing? What can you change in your mode of nutrition?

Ponder

THF