Yoga

Eldest thought that I might enjoy a good yoga class.  A good yoga class…and she spent some time researching and contacting potential yoga people in my town to determine what would be a suitable environ for her mother to be introduced to the healing, strengthening, and soothing properties of the ancient art.

And also hopefully to help her mother quit whining about her aching back, I am sure.

To whit, for my birthday/mother’s day and general health maintenance, she has purchased for me a mat, and introductory classes at a couple of different places around town.

So far, so good. And by good, I mean I have not embarrassed myself nor my family by falling ungracefully splat on my face in the middle of class.

There have been some interesting experiences, but on the whole, I think I am not too bad at this.  The day following the first class, I was mighty stiff, but that went away, and I have not been too bad off since.

Of course that was before spending 20 hours over 4 days in a car, hauling bebes in and out of carseats, hefting and lifting, loading and unloading, all the up and down…

I am enjoying it all to this point, and see myself continuing in some fashion.  I am glad she decided I should do this.  Sometimes my girls are bossy, but what the hey?!  Sometimes they have good ideas!

Also, I have a pattern picked out for a knitted yoga mat carrier.

Don’t judge me!!