Friday, April 5, 2013
Today I went to yoga class at the gym again. I'll tell you what, this was no sissy yoga class. We did more push ups than I have ever done in any yoga class, and after doing as many push ups as possible last night, I was cursing the instructor! Plus we did loads of plank and lunges. At one point she was giving the class a pep talk, "You feel like you want to give up, like you can't do any more, but you can!" I found it humorous, because however much I was cursing her (not only did I do push ups last night, you may remember that Jeff and I did biceps/triceps on Wednesday) the thought of quitting never entered my head. "Of course I can do eight more push ups," I thought. I guess when one trains for endurance sports one does not simply quit because it's hard. Rather, we do these things because they're hard. I thoroughly enjoyed class and am planning on trying to make it to ass-kicking (or maybe I should say arm-kicking) yoga much more regularly!