Yoga

Yikes. Just the word kind of elicits feelings of something creamy and gooey. Wait...that's yogurt. (It's always about food, isn't it, Terri?!) Anyway, I just signed up the family for a membership at the local YMCA. JD and I are intent at getting fit and healthy. Me, more fit and lose a little weight. I'm shocked when I see what has happened to me after four children and 18 years of marriage. I'm too healthy to be this unhealthy! Today was my first day and I decided to take a Yogalates class. This is a combination of yoga and Pilates. I really enjoy both--I thought. The workout was great, but I am not sure what to think about some of these poses I had to do. I felt like I looked like this picture. Several poses involved me sticking my bum up in the air and more than a few required me to peek at my classmates behind me through my legs. Something called the "pigeon" may be illegal in several states, but I can't be sure about that. Wish me luck on my multi-faceted workouts and encourage me along! I NEED YOUR HELP! Tomorrow is water aerobics and my sweet husband has promised to join me at class since he has the day off. I told him how excited I was for him to join me at this and he just smiled. Love him for encouraging me!

P.S. This is the first time I have set foot in the YMCA pool since the "incident" of 2005. Don't know what I'm talking about? Well, you and very few others DON'T know about it. Teaser: I'll post it in a day or two...