Yoga: Actually not just for hippies

So I did my first $5.00 drop in yoga class tonight.

I decided, or the purchase of the dress decided me, that today was going to be a "Personal development through activities that make you go broke but leave you feeling awesome days"

Things I learned;

1/ Yoga IS awesome.

2/ I cannot stick one leg straight in the air while keeping the other one flat on the floor. My three o'clock looks like two o'clock with a broken hour hand.

3/ Saying Om in a big group sounds wicked cool - not lame. Who knew.

Telling Stickers
When I got home I found these stickers I got from Jane at Community day. I had picked three they said; "fudge-packer", "Tomboy" and "graduate" or so I thought. I was pulling them off their backing to stick them on my computer when I noticed that under Tomboy were two extra stickers which read; "complicated" and "Butch" - it's weird when a set of randomly chosen stickers know me better then I know myself.

Maybe yoga IS just for hippies!

Have you considered that perhaps you're just changing into one of those girls you hated in high school now that you're mellowing out in your early thirties?

:)

J.

I am totally not mellowing

Are you joking I am like #150 grit sandpaper over here.

NOT MELLOW. Jeff you better watch what you say to me 'cause once I can do the moon salutation without getting a cramp in my tailbone I am going to levitate over to Europe and open up a can of dharmic whoop-ass on you.

I did buy free-run eggs and organic milk today.

But hippies don't drink milk, they think it's like cows tears or blood or something so I am clearly not a hippy.

Oh yeah - and I'm mean, hippies are *never* mean.

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