can we just talk about yoga for a second?
1. I like to engage in something called competitive yoga. I made it up, and I'm the only one in my yoga class that knows we're playing. I can out-toppling tree all of these bitches! It's really not great.
2. I am obsessed with hot yoga. Afterwards, I just want to write lame poems about how I can 'feel all of my muscles breathing' and other things that also make me cringe. This sounds lame, too, but I have to say it: it's such a positive environment. I eat that up.
3. I am very flexible some ways. I won the wheel competition this morning at yoga. (Again, I was the only one who knew I was signed up, but whatever.) My belly, my calves, my quads - all of these things are very long and happy. Other things, like whatever that is at the back of my hips - that one is no good whatsoever.
4. Sign up for a class. Just do.
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