Last night, I went to a Body Mantra movement class, like I do every Wednesday evening. I have to say, my movement was much bigger and felt much more solid, even on one foot. Am I building strength? I think so.
Today, I woke up at 5:30 and almost went to a level 2 class, but thought better of it after I considered my history of overdoing stuff and injuring myself. Instead, I went to a slower class. I'd like to say that I floated out of the building with that yoga-y, dewy-eyed bliss. But that would be a lie. I left feeling vaguely unsatisfied. I don't blame the teacher, though having been a movement teacher I certainly feel like I could. I'm thinking a great dinner with my fella and a good night's sleep will do the trick.
What happened: I wanted more.
This is really fascinating! I am curious myself, so for the time being I will happily live my yoga experience vicariously through you.
ReplyDeleteBut it seems to be a very good decision either way.
Also, a funny story about Boulder Yoga people and reality TV. At last night's Project Runway viewing, Gretchen was allowed the to use a microphone and told all the lucky attendees that they could have the awesome pleasure of watching her do yoga in Boulder!! OMG! Gretchen, you totally lived up to every stereotype I built for you in my mind.
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