I was still feeling pretty sore from the weekend, so when Mel invited me to her yoga class, I said 'sure'. It was a bit awkward at first since I was the only guy in the room, but I ended up getting some very good focused active stretching in and felt great afterwards.
1 hour of yoga (upward dogs, angry cats, hooded cobras, and flying vatskys)
5 comments:
yoga, much like cleveland, rocks.
No joke.
I'm glad I'm at a point in my life where I'm open to stuff like this. A younger me would have scoffed at going to a yoga class and would've been mortified at being the lone guy in a crowd of middle-aged women.
The contemporary me was able to get a solid workout and stretch while teaching my body to do new things. Awesome.
Hell yes.
did you rock the sweater?
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Nah.
Spandex and leotards all the way.
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