We went to the gym again this morning because I wanted to take a yoga class. (No, DH didn’t take it with me, but that would’ve been very amusing!) I rode a recumbent bike which was MUCH more suited to my lazyass ways than the freaking elliptical! (Although, I do plan to go back to the elliptical next time I go.) Then, I took off for the Fitness Yoga class.
I had an absolutely amazing time! Yes, there were things I didn’t know, and yes, there were things I could do. But hey, this was my first class ever. I freaking loved it!
There was no pressure. There were people there that were obviously more advanced than the rest of the class but I never felt like anyone was looking down on me for not knowing more. The instructor was encouraging. I loved it.
I also realized that we got a hell of a lot more done today than we usually do on Sundays because we got our lazy asses out of bed at a reasonable hour. We were at the gym by 10:00 and done there by noon. Normally, we’d be getting out of bed about then.
It feels good to be productive. It feels good to have energy. It even feels good to be sleepy at 10:00pm again. GAH!!
Operation Make-a-Baby (marathon sex) commences Tuesday. Please pray for me.