Yoga

I went to a yoga class on Friday afternoon. It was the first one in five years, so I was out of practice, to put it mildly. It was regular old Hatha yoga, I think. Fairly gentle by yoga enthusiast standpoints, but still moderately intense for someone out of shape. I enjoyed the class a great deal. I was one of only three students, which meant the teacher had time to come around and help us with our postures and poses where necessary. I felt fatigued and at the same time, happy, at the end of the hour.

It wasn't until evening that I felt the results kicking in. I slept like a log. On getting up yesterday, I felt like someone had given all those muscles I'd forgotten about a good hard poke with a sharp stick. I'm still stiff today, in part because of our activities in the garden yesterday.

I purchased a month's worth of unlimited classes for $69, which seems like a great deal (first timer's only, of course), which means I can take up to seven classes a week if I want. I'll probably take more like four or five. Some of them are twice a day with a few hours between. I can go hang out at the garden in between times as the studio is quite near the garden, and neither are very close to our house.

I have not exercised today. Unless watching four episodes of Dead Like Me on DVD counts.

Does an hour of yoga count towards cardio, do you think? It was sweaty work.