Over my 50+ years I have NOT enjoyed exercise. The closest I have come to liking a work-out is either in a swimming pool where I do not know I am sweating, or on a walk with hubby, family or friends and I can visit away the hour to ignore my dislike of working out. As a girl I enjoyed riding my bicycle but back then we rode bikes to get some where not to be trim and healthy.
Now being slinky is not within my body language but I am trying to maintain healthy. And this New Life of mine suggests I should try something new. So today I tried "Power Stretch". I thought - "Stretching. That doesn't sound too bad. I can spend an hour stretching, pretending I am taller than my 5' 3" and look skinny when I leave." Oh foolish grandma!
I quickly realized that Power Stretch is a fancy name for Yoga. In a room filled with long and lean women, my rolly short body was out of place. But I bent, pulled and stretched with the best of them.
So now I can say I have tried Yoga, a.k.a Power Stretch. I learned dog pose, airplane, triangle but my favorite was "Slumber Party". It's been a long time since I actually went to a "slumber" party but this pose I could do. And I did it well.
The teacher had to wake we up when class was over. j/k : )
Friday, April 16, 2010
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