by Carrie Jurney DVM DACVIM (Neuro)
So, I ran a big race that I was arguably not trained for. I was probably trained for a 10k, and I ran just over three times that. My body was pretty freaking pissed at me, and rightfully so. I had done something that she was not really prepared for.
So after a week of futile stretches and foam rolling, I decided that I needed a more structured way to get the kinks out. Plus, I've been truly sucking at trying to meditate, so I figured trying a more traditional approach to that might be worth a shot.
Enter the local yoga studio. I bound in, 15 minutes early for class. "Hi!" The woman behind the desk smiles and whispers softly "Welcome."
Well shit, I guess we whisper here. I whisper back, comically loud to my own ears, my name and I get checked in.
And eventually, after I shift around uncomfortably in the studio for 10 minutes- pretending to browse clothing that will not fit me and equipment I don't understand- we set up for class. I took some yoga in college, like a tiny bit for a PE credit, but I don't remember all this equipment! There is a full room of blankets and blocks and straps and stuff. Maybe 20 year olds don't need yoga blocks and therefore they didn't include them in college yoga? Anyway, on the wise advice of two ladies in the class I select basically all of the things from the equipment room.
Our instructor appears. She is what I would consider a prototypical yoga instructor. She is young. She is blonde. She is gorgeous and sunny and welcoming. She's talking to another instructor about a meeting to "connect over tea". I can say with certainty I have never had such a meeting, but I am hear to buy what she's selling so I push all my critical thoughts down. She's wearing beautiful watercolored yoga tights and a white flowy shirt with a crazy cowl neck that doubles as a hood. In this getup, she could be a priestess from a cult that worships butterflies. I find her incredibly intimidating. She could not be nicer, but I want to hide.
Two guys walk in- middle age, talking about their sons' upcoming football game. They are a bit unexpected, but a welcome break in tone for the class, especially after seeing the goddess instructor. If those dudes can yoga, so can I.
"Let's Begin Everyone"
(Stay tuned next week for part 2, where I try very hard to be serious when the instructor starts talking about life on other planets.)
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