aaron and i gave one another gym memberships for Christmas. he'd been wanting one for awhile, but i think they are too pricey. lucky for him (and for my body) we found a great deal through costco. aaron wanted to go to a yoga class the other night, so i put on my happy face knowing i would not enjoy it. i was right.
i'm more of a pilates girl, but i can see and feel the benefits of yoga. it's everything else that comes with yoga that bothers me. the diehards, the music, the silly phrases. when our instructor wanted us to concentrate on mother earth and father sky a snort almost escaped my lips. the whole time i was itching to go running and hit the weights. i could not get out of there fast enough, but aaron wants to go every two weeks. i guess i can do that. right?
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I happen to love yoga. It is touching to see men and women talk about having more love in their lives. I feel sometimes like we are children in class. I feel like people leave class nicer. Perhaps it's all in my head.
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