brooklyn gal for a while

Yucky Yoga

I like to pretend that I do yoga. It sounds good or, err, healthy. I have a cute mat. I occationally end my after-workout-streches in childs pose (its so comfy!). But I rarely actually do an hour of yoga. I have a few videos / DVDs that I will do in the apt when no one is home and am too lazy to walk to the Y. I mean I like it because it reminds me of how NOT flexible/strong I am and this generally leads to an increase in gym attendance. But I havent been to an actuall class in quite some time.
Maybe it was hearing about LA's regular yoga, or someone calling me out about putting yoga as a favorite activity on match, but I decided I needed to go to a class again.
Tonight I went. and I remembered why I dont go to yoga classes.
there is so much time on breathing and listening to your breath and making really long "ommmm" noises and relaxing your tongue, sitting up straight, focusing on "the third eye", the open palms to let the energy in, speaking random words in Sanskrit (or atleast thats what the instructor tells you) . . . its all so . . . not me. I need a yoga for left-brained people. Untill I find it, I will try to add downward facing dog to my streches and take "yoga" off my list.

posted by gordian knot @ Monday, February 06, 2006