This morning Mom and I did some shopping--Kohl's (great sales! we got Halloween decorations for a quarter each!), and then Fabulous Folks, the awesome folksy store that I need to take Amy to the next time she's in town. After that I went to the gym. I had plenty of time, and the place was pretty empty, so I did 44 minutes on the elliptical, burning 500 calories. I could have kept going without a problem. Then I did my yoga routine. I can still get my right leg straight in a revolving triangle, but it's harder--I know I can get it now, though. Left leg as always isn't as strong as the right, but getting there. 20 squats, 7 (I think) pushups, a bunch of navasanas and tabletops and bridges, camel, hero, pigeon, etc. I'm doing some really good work. I feel pretty good.
I was balancing in dancer pose (which involves standing on one leg, the other pulled up behind me, with I think an eventual goal of touching my foot to my head) when this younger teenage girl bops up to me and says "Whatcha doin'?" It was totally cute, but also not a particularly good time to ask me a question, what with the balancing thing. I told her I was doing yoga, and she asked if there was going to be a class or something. I said not this afternoon, I'm just doing it on my own, and she looked all disappointed. She was walking around the track with I guess her mom. I guess I looked like I was doing something neat and she wanted in on it. When I got home I showed the pose to my mom and she was really impressed, so that might be the case.
I'm a little concerned about what I'm going to do for exercise after I move. I'll need to find a new gym, or a yoga studio, of course. In the meantime, I think I'll just have to make room somewhere in my apartment to lay out my mat.
I was balancing in dancer pose (which involves standing on one leg, the other pulled up behind me, with I think an eventual goal of touching my foot to my head) when this younger teenage girl bops up to me and says "Whatcha doin'?" It was totally cute, but also not a particularly good time to ask me a question, what with the balancing thing. I told her I was doing yoga, and she asked if there was going to be a class or something. I said not this afternoon, I'm just doing it on my own, and she looked all disappointed. She was walking around the track with I guess her mom. I guess I looked like I was doing something neat and she wanted in on it. When I got home I showed the pose to my mom and she was really impressed, so that might be the case.
I'm a little concerned about what I'm going to do for exercise after I move. I'll need to find a new gym, or a yoga studio, of course. In the meantime, I think I'll just have to make room somewhere in my apartment to lay out my mat.
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Date: 2007-01-13 10:00 pm (UTC)From:But seriously, Kohl's is awesome!