Last night I asked Jeff if he thought I should go to yoga this morning. I explained my reasons for and against, and after a pause, he said, “No pain, no gain.” I’d have to agree. So I got up at 5:30 this morning and headed to the gym with a bag full of who knows what (towel remember, extra shoes, even deodorant) and went to  yoga.

Here are my problems with Monday morning yoga:

1. My teacher was a talker. He even told us we should drink a bottle of water on an empty stomach once a day.

2. My teacher also left the lights on. What? Do I really need you to SEE me whilst I am doing elbow plank?

3. My teacher liked to do poses for a looonnnng time. (I cannot do side plank for two minutes, as it turns out.)

4. My teacher did not do very many vinyasas between poses, which meant I was left shifting from Warrior 1 and one side and the next without any real flow…not good, as my other teacher’s word of the week is “Flow.”

Overall, I did appreciate the yoga, but I think I might switch to Monday morning swimming, if this same teacher is going to continue. I personally like yoga in the dark, and I love to feel the flow through my body as I go from pose to pose. This class felt more like an introduction to yoga and its poses. We’ll see how the schedule looks next week…