I tried some thing I’ve never tried before at the gym the past two nights. Monday night, I attempted some ab moves with a balance ball. A little shakey, but I’m really trying to work on my core balance, so it was definitely beneficial.
Last night, I did some push ups with my feet up on the balance ball. Good god, it’s hard. Next is to try with my feet on the ball, and my hands on a bosu. Wish me luck on that one.
Feeling good! I have a recent goal of getting into mermaid pose. As we all know, I lack all flexibility and stability. I’m finding that the hardest part is balancing myself, and the second hardest is bending my back/opening my chest like that. I got pretty close last night on one side.
Practice makes perfect.
I don’t know if you remember my previous post about yoga and how much I hate it, but I took a class this past weekend, and I loved it. The instructor was amazing, and the atmosphere made it all that much better.
There were only 5 people in the class. The studio has a ton of windows and natural light, and outside the windows are climbing vines and other plants. Beautiful. Warm, Welcoming.
The instructor was so light and bubbly and so not “yogi,” which I just can’t stand. She was edgy with tattoos up and down her arms. She didn’t play your typical yoga music with a freakin’ babbling brook in the background, she played Zeppelin and Hendrix. Pink Floyd.
It was so laid back, yet so difficult. She barely did any of the positions herself. She came to each person individually to make sure we were all doing everything correctly.
I’ve never had sore forearms before, but after that, I did. She worked muscles in my upper body that I didn’t know existed.
I will be going back. In fact, I may even buy a package. Anyone who lives in North Jersey and wants a good yoga class, let me know =D
Last night, I attended my first ever group yoga class. I HATED IT. For many reasons. Now, I’ve only ever done yoga with the p90x program, and my friend is a yoga instructor, so I’ve done brief yoga sessions with her. But never in a group class at a gym. That alone is a turn off for me because I don’t really like group classes.
So, this was a vinyasa class. Which I didn’t know upon entering because the schedule just says, “Yoga.” So that sucked. The instructor turned off the ceiling fans and closed the door to the studio so it was a muggy 80 degrees in there. This wasn’t supposed to be a modo yoga session, just regular yoga. Like, what are you doing?
The instructor also never left her spot at the front of the room. I know people (including myself) were doing things incorrectly and she did not once step out on the floor to correct anyone. This just seems like poor instruction, if you ask me (which you didn’t, but I’m telling you anyway).
All in all, I spent an hour sweating my ass off and twisting my body into weird positions, not knowing if I was hurting myself or not.
At least i sweat a lot during it? I guess.
I HATE YOGA. AHHH! Going to do it now and then shower and break up boxes that have been sitting in the foyer since I moved in.
Oops, it isn’t yoga day. It is Shoulders & Arms day…..A SIGH OF RELIEF.
I can never remember what day of the week it is since I’m unemployed.
P.S. remember weeks ago when I was having diarrhea for like.. a week? Well, still happening. I guess I must learn to live with it because it is never going to stop! WTH?!?!?