Last night I tried out yoga just out of curiosity. It wasn’t easy to stretch yourself to the limit and at times attempt to twist yourself into a human pretzel then lift yourself, in said form, off the ground (I wasn’t able to, actually).
But what was weird was how, at the end of the session, I felt so relaxed yet at the same time fully worked out. A difficult combination, yes, because normally at the end of a cardio exercise I feel haggard and woozy and out of breath. Definitely not relaxed.
But yoga – this was different. I was deliciously tired. No wonder celebrities are raving about it all the time.
After a nice warm shower and exchanging a few words with a newfound friend in yoga class, I walked outside and ran into Raffy, a College friend. After the usual “how you doing” we bid each other goodbye.
Then he surprised me when he said, “Ang saya-saya mo, ah. Blooming ka!” Now I always thought people say that about me because of my hair and makeup. But last night my face was scrubbed clean and my wet hair was tied back into a messy uncombed ponytail. I wasn’t in love either. Or was I? With yoga? Hmmm.
I’m definitely going back next week.
hala heids! im so jealous – wish we had yoga here too. and pilates. hehe. isn’t that why madonna is still so sexy even though she’s so old already??? hehehe.
they have pilates classes too, on thursdays. i’m trying it out next week because this thursday i have a picnic thing to attend. a picnic in the park. hehe.<BR/><BR/>but actually fli u can do yoga on your own. just research some poses on the web, then copy them at home. perhaps they sell yoga mats in golden bell or somewhere else.