As promised, an update on how my yoga/balance class went. I decided that Thursday classes worked best for me and so with a hesitant step and trepidation in my heart, I set forth for campus once more. I had already traversed the arduous journey that day – at just over two miles each way I was already fatigued from the pace.
Or in other words, I toddled off to campus at high-speed for a second time yesterday because I didn’t want to be late and I needed cash. No worries – even after getting cash, popping to t’loo and eating a banana, I still had a good fifteen minutes to check my emails (read look at Facebook).
I’m not good in new social situations normally, particularly those which involve lots of undignified postures and sweating so I very nearly ran away at the door. Don’t judge me, I’m just strange. Plus literally everyone else had come with at least one other person.
I hadn’t known what to expect – was the instructor going to be nice? Mean? Completely sadistic? Turns out she was very small, and had a good sense of humour when she was inflicting pain on us. Everything was done with appropriate paced music, so I got to listen to Abba while doing speedy core exercises, Oasis while doing stretches and balancing work and then some amazing instrumental pieces while I was comatose on the floor trying to remember how to work my limbs.
It was great though – really well paced so we did intense stuff followed by more relaxed stuff which involved lots of stretching and yoga balance poses. I don’t hurt quite as much as I’d thought I would so I can still move, but there’s still the reminder I did work out last night! Tonight is an hour of belly dancing which I figure will be good cardio, so between 90 minutes of core/flexibility/strength and an hour of cardio, plus four miles walking a day, I should be in good nick very soon!