WRONG.
This class was almost full at 7:15 and it didn't start until 7:30. So I took a spot on the side by the door. In walks the yoga instructor...buff Juan Marco Polo Sanchez the 18th. I dunno, but DAMN LADIES. He had this accent that sounded like "Eeeneejuan new to a-yoga? Eeeneejuan new to my claaaass?" I raised my hand for the class part. He smiled and said he would pay extra attention to me (holler). I mean, the poses weren't anything new, so I was ready to try something more intermediate to advanced. And these mothereffers weren't playin around. Juan Polo wore like the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle shoes.
I wanted to scream out "It's easy for you because you're buff times eight!!" but I didn't. Instead, I just got the workout of a lifetime (and the girl next to me? she totally farted while doing elevated knee to elbow crunches). Marco Juan came over and helped me a little too (shaaaa-WHHHAAAT?). All in all.....I actually liked it. Even though it was longer than usual at an hour and ten minutes as opposed to the fifty minutes, I really feel like I challenged my mind and body tonight.
Now back to the compress on my shoulders.....
Haha, yoga is fun. Especially with a hot instructor with an accent. I cannot wait to start working out again after I get over the flu. I'll probably do some trendy workout with a stupid name like Zumba or Yogalates or whatever to get in shape for my farm-girl vegetable gardening out in the yard. The frozen earth of suburban mid-Michigan is melting! Time to get in gear.
ReplyDeleteI know, I'm so excited that it's slowly warming up here in Massachushits too. I don't garden though; maybe I'll take advantage of some summer yoga though!
ReplyDelete