Up until now, none of my yoga pants have ever been to yoga so they're excited. It's their chance to get off the couch. I might not have been to a studio, however, I've been doing a lot of Bikram yoga, except at room temperature and no stretching and in my bed and watching the TV. Going for the real thing now - going to make this a hobby*
When you're at yoga, you have to concentrate on nothingness and feel your inner peace. I'm having trouble finding my inner peace but I think it's cos I have the wrong pants on and this top is a different brand and my pants and top are fighting. Nike Pants: 1. Gap Top: 0. Nike is wearing the pants in this relationship. Wonder what would happen if I brought LuluLemon into the mix? Ok, back to thinking about nothing. Why is nothing so full of thoughts?
- I’m doing this! I’m totally this! I'm some kind of yoga genius. I definitely burned off that free cake from work**
- I need a new sports bra. I should get some lululemons. Not to fit in, just because I think I'll make them look really good. Then they'll probably want to give me free stuff. Yes, this will happen.
- It’s definitely been an hour. Where’s the clock? Wait. There is no clock. No clock? This must be what prison is like***.
- I probably have like a million text messages. Everyone must be wondering, “Where is Kirsten?”**** I didn’t even have time to tweet or check in.
- I do not know any of these “songs.” I think whales are singing to tropical rain forests. It's really hard to sing along. Note: Don't pick this at karaoke.
- I’m dying. Getting in this position was a bad idea. I'm going to need help.
- I’m totally going to eat cake after this. Or maybe salmon. Got it – salmon cake. Brilliant.
- Breathe in on 1 and out on 2, in on 1,out on 2...shit, I'm off. Yoga is not for the rhythmically challenged. Too much breathing in, not enough out, can't conti....
**Note to self: Just because it’s free, doesn’t make it fat-free. I should tweet that.
***Ask person next to me if they think it's been an hour. THIS IS AN HOUR AND A HALF CLASS! How did this happen? When I was drinking? I've got to get out of here. Somebody call me and pretend it's an emergency. What's that, Timmy fell down the well again? I'm on my way.
***Confirmed at end of class. No one was wondering
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