Hey Booboo, I don't bend like that

Last night I decided to try a yoga class at the cheetah gym. It was advertised as Hatha Yoga, this is the class you should take if you've never done yoga before. A good introduction. Wow. They should call it 'Your body as a pretzel.'

It was tough, glad I didn't go to the advance class. I thought it would be a little bit of stretching, but it was more. Balancing on one hand and knee while pulling your other leg behind your head with the other hand... tough. Then we were instructed to do a shoulder stand, starting from on your back, roll your legs over your head so that your feet are on the floor above your head. I was having issues, so the instructor tried to help me. She asked, 'Is your neck ok?' As she pushed my legs further over my head than I thought possible. Miraculously I finally got into the shoulder stand position. It was actually pretty cool, once I found it and got past the inital fear of snapping my neck and spine in twain. The class ended with a couple minutes of meditation and the instructor giving a mini-massage to everyone, followed by chanting of 'Om.'

I know it sounds a little hokey. But it was actually very relaxing, and I can see a lot of flexibility, balance, and strength eventually coming out of it. But trust me that it's not worth going to class just to 'look at bendy women,' as Wally suggests in Dilbert. In my class there was lots of falling down by the men and the women, though I managed to avoid it. Think I'll try and go for a month see how it turns out.