Anyone who knows me, knows why yoga is not for me.
I went to the gym this morning, after studying the schedule very carefully (I’m known for reading it wrong). At 10:30am a Pilates Mat class was scheduled, Pilates being one of my favorites coupled with the fact I haven’t been to the gym in 5 days catapulted me out of the house in a hurry.
I made it by the skin of my teeth, no time to stop at the locker room…nothing.
I walk in, the lights are already out (why they turn the lights out is a mystery to me, you can’t see what the instructor is doing) but I walked in right behind another lady and it was technically 10:29am, I wasn’t late.
I get an extra mat, lay my mat on top, remove my footwear and get into position. The lady who walked in right as I did asked the instructor “Is this Pilates or yoga? Because I know you teach yoga.” The instructor replied that it was going to be, “Pilates with some yoga poses.”
The class starts out a little slower than a Pilates class, so I’m thinking (hoping) it will pick up soon.
Every move we do she wants us to hold for 3 deep breaths. I don’t know what kind of free diving breathing techniques they use in yoga, but I don’t use them in my everyday life, so her 3 deep breaths were equivalent to about 6 or 7 of mine.
I didn’t have a problem getting into and holding the poses, which surprised me, but having the attention span of a 2 year old that just ate her entire Trick or Treat haul, my mind kept wandering and I would lean and/or fall over.
When I go to the gym I like to break a sweat, I don’t go there to relax. If I wanted to relax, I’d go to the beach or go get my nails done.
For the entire hour, I did not sweat once, I did not feel the “burn” and I felt like it was a complete waste of my time, I was tricked.
Needless to say, today’s class felt like an epic fail to me. And top it off; I left class with a banging headache.
If you enjoy yoga, God bless you, it’s is definitely not for me.