Thursday, May 29, 2008
I went to sleep last night knowing that I wouldn't want to do Yoga-X this morning. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE yoga...for an hour. But, an hour and a half of yoga makes me want to scream and go ballistic. I know, how very zen of me.
Luckily for me, my Yoga-X dvd became damaged toward the end of round 1 (I swear I didn't do it!). So, for the remainder of the round and for almost all of round 2, I replaced Tony with Bryan. Bryan Kest's Power Yoga is a short, but challenging 50 minutes long. Despite Bryan's poor use of grammar that drives me nuts and his new age talk ("Be where you're at, cuz that's where you're gonna be"), I confess having reveled in my time away from Tony.
But, BeachBody decided to send me a replacement Yoga-X dvd upon my gentle insistence. (Thanks, Lamont, for your excellent service!) Great, now I had to do it. But really, why did I decide to go back to Yoga-X? 1. I've decided to really BRING IT this round and I know Tony offers me an awesome workout, even if I hate him for it and 2. I'm committed to documenting my 90-day journey on my blog; so, I took one for the team today and pressed play.
I had my mind right before beginning my 90-minute workout. To set the mood, I burned some incense, turned on the ceiling fan, the A/C, and lighted a few candles.
The first few minutes felt delightful. Oh, it was so good to stretch. Why, I thought, had I hated Yoga-X so much? The experience reaffirmed my belief in the power of positive thinking.
Well, it wasn't long, eleven minutes to be exact, before the smell of that particular incense started bothering me. Why did I have to try something different? I should have just stuck with what I know I like.
And it wasn't long before I started wondering if I should clean out the fridge today or if I should just wait for tomorrow.
And why did that guy that I went out on one date with over two years ago pop into my head as I did the triangle pose? G*d, was he annoying!
And, oh, man, I thought, I have got to take care of those overdue books. Great, now I'm gonna have to haul over twenty books to the library just to have them renewed.
And it wasn't long before I was literally cursing at Tony, wondering why in the world I needed to do twenty minutes of vinyasas when a simple five would do. It's gotta be the most frustrating thing in the world to have an internal dialogue with someone who doesn't answer back. Why, Tony, why did you make this workout an hour and a half long? 90 minutes of slow torture.
Despite my impure thoughts, I followed through, and as I was following through, realized that I was quite the whiner.
Almost an hour and a half later, I heard Tony say, "Take in the fact that you just did that." I felt euphoric for a moment and felt my love for Tony come back all over again.
As I lay in the corpse pose for a few minutes, too happy to no longer be in a pretzel-pose, I felt calm, relaxed.
I even decided to join Tony and the kids in the chanting of "Om." But, the strange vibrations coming from throat made my dogs freak out. One was licking my face, while the other one nudged my hand with his head.
Before I knew it, my session was over. I did it and despite having whined almost the whole way through, I felt fantastic!
Day 4 down. 86 more to go.
Namaste. Bring it!