Just before leaving our apartment on Friday night, one of my friends asked me if I wanted to join him for yoga in the morning. Since it was a Friday night, my first question was, “What time?” (actually, I may have asked how much it cost first, let’s be real). The response was not quite ideal; 8:30. I was then informed that in order to obtain a yoga mat I would need to arrive by 8am at the latest. Now those of you that know me well surely have gathered that I enjoy resting during the weekend since I don’t quite do that during the week. Despite my initial hesitation however, I agreed to join my friend for yoga at 8:00 on a Saturday morning.
Many of you probably already know where this is going but I’ll keep you in suspense for a few more minutes. Myself and two others were able to stretch with an instructor before the actual session began. Once it started, we were completely lost but had an excellent instructor to show us the unfamiliar poses and coach us through the more difficult ones. The females in the class (100% of the rest of the class was composed of females) were most likely amused with the three men at the front of the class who had absolutely no idea what was going on. At times I exchanged glances with my friends. The thoughts behind these glances were, “Whoa,” “What’s happening,” “Seriously?!?,” “Holy cow,” etc…
After leaving the yoga session, I did not feel very transformed. I did not feel especially refreshed and I also was unsure if I had gained much from doing yoga in a formal setting for the first time. When I got back to my apartment, I decided to go for a bike ride since the weather was very pleasant. Towards the end of my ride, I started feeling very energized and in control of my own body. This new sensation was a very sober one, and exciting. As the day went on, I continued to discover benefits of the hour-long morning yoga session. I realized that I had worked a set of muscles that normally does not receive attention and that I was more in touch with fine motor skills than I have ever been before. I realized that I was already sore just a few hours after the workout, which normally does not happen. For me, this was a good sign. I love the feeling of a nice productive muscular soreness. I also observed an immediate improvement in my posture. Needless to say, deciding to attend a (free) yoga session at Lululemon was probably one of the best decisions I have made in a long time. I can’t wait to delve into this new activity throughout the summer!
Conclusion: Add yoga to the list of crazy things that I do.
Notes on Productivity:
Least productive part of today: Passing out on the couch for 1.5 hours.
Second least productive part of today: Walking aimlessly around Lowe’s with my roommate (almost found some materials for an epic idea, but didn’t pull the trigger on it – counterproductive).
Most productive part of the day: Learning 4 new guitar chords (Hey, that’s productive for a lazy Saturday during the summer).
Quote of the day: My roommate and I were en route to Target. As we passed a park, a man was holding what looked like a rug up to a water fountain. We got closer, and soon had a view of what this item actually was when we passed it; a dog. My awesome roommate remarked, “What is that sheep?”
Post song: Whiskey Girl (Toby Keith). Roomie and I both started singing as soon as it came on.
Time to get after it again. Here’s to a productive Sunday!