My first ever morning yoga class and what a wonderful way to burn off that Irish Coffee I had for breakfast! The opening twists were just what I needed after a long night of sleeping on the bathroom floor. Of course the balancing postures were a little difficult. You ever see the DirecTV commercial where the guy just lifts his leg to his crotch in tree posture (vriksasana)? Then creepily the yoga instructor's head turns into a dollar bill. Anyway, that is fucking hard! You do not just fucking lift into tree with a stupid smile on your face during an acid trip. You lament your alcoholism and fall over like a normal person.
Instructor: Val
Pain level: Yellowish-green
Highlight of the class: Making it to class on time. First time during the bomb I had time to pee before class. What a difference. Everyone gets so grossed out when I pee in class.
Favorite posture: Kapotasana (pigeon). Gotta get rid of that hip pain.
Lease favorite posture: Parighasana (gate pose). That one tweaked just about every injury in its own special way, especially with the left leg extended.
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