From the LivingFirst Blog: I was in a slump. Running, the gym, and power walks have been my past exercise routine. But frankly, I am tired of the strict routine and the constant need to be sore. I took a yoga class a few years ago and fell asleep at the end of the session. However, I decided to give it another try.
The local university had one spot open in the yoga class. I jumped on it. Showing up like a complete novice was a bit embarrassing. Most of the people had their own mats and yoga pants. I was in sweats, a t-shirt and gasp, socks. Bare feet are recommended.
The instructor was very limber and had that yoga voice — like the artist Bob Ross’s hypnotic whisper of the “happy little trees.” The bends and stretches were somewhat challenging, but the class was so boring. I know, I know, it’s a class to relax and get in touch with your inner self and hear your breathing, but it is still boring.
What was missing? Music. The class needed a beat. Something that was soothing, but motivating. I think if the movement had some grooving, it would be much more inviting.
I am committed for six weeks, so I guess I will hang in there. I wonder if I could sneak an iPod and headphones in the class without being sneered at by the yoga die hard.
Any suggestions for yoga survival?