I ran home and am writing this even before I've showered because I'm still so deeply centered. Or something.
"I know you can be overwhelmed, and you can be underwhelmed, but can you ever just be whelmed?"
That's how I feel about yoga. It was no harder than I anticipated it to be, given I have poor balance, zero hand-eye coordination, and all the spiritual maturity of a baby squirrel. It was fun enough for me to want to keep at it. And since it's included in my gym membership, why not?
As I was cutting out all distractions, I did discover a vein in my left foot that pulsates with every heartbeat. It's like one of those animatronic contraptions. Very freaky.
Also, I'm fairly certain the yoga instructor at the ITAC is just making up words as she goes along. Maybe she doesn't know what I'm supposed to be doing either, so it's better to just invent things on the spot.
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