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Yoga, Anyone?

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Yoga, Anyone

Tonight was the first session of my ten-week Beginners’ Yoga class.

I wanted to try something new that was relaxing and healthy, and hopefully would help the sciatica pain that has been brought on by my pregnancy.

I mean, yoga while pregnant…sounds great, right?

(I have heard some people get sciatica pain in their back but mine is literally a pain in my butt…only one side, and only when I’m sitting on it, laying down, or walking…so, you know, just ALL THE TIME.)

So on the coldest night in months, my sister and I ventured out to the class with our yoga mats and water bottles and hoped for the best.

I thought I would walk out of the class inspired and awestruck by how great yoga is, but really I just felt tired. We spent so much time laying on our backs stretching that it actually made my sciatica worse.

(In defense of the teacher and the class, this was a beginner level yoga class. Not prenatal yoga. Not prenatal yoga for people with sciatica issues. So I understand that by requiring special adjustments to poses, I was kind of a handful for her.)

Any time we were supposed to be concentrating on our breathing or meditating, I found my mind wandering…to what I was going to do when I got home, or stuff I had planned for the rest of the week.

I am not good at focused relaxing. My ideal relaxation would be laying on the couch watching TV, where my mind lets go of my own issues and instead focuses on the characters’ issues.

I want to be more spiritual, I want to get into yoga and love it like so many people do…I just don’t. Yet.

But maybe it is something that comes after time spent practicing? Any yogis have perspective to offer on this?

Also, did I mention that someone farted loudly in the middle of class? I then had to stifle my giggles and fight to breathe for the remainder of the time.

I’m very mature.

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