Yoga

To start with, those you of you think that Yoga is easy because girls do it - WRONG. I don't think I've ever been in as much pain in my life. Arguably the longest hour in my life.

I Couldn't Even Get My Leg Horizontal,
Let Alone Straight At The Knee.

You Will Learn To Love This Position

Apparently Evan's physiotherapist has been telling him for years to go to Yoga. In addition to having the ACL in his knee all but destroyed as a child and a ripped tendon in the base of his foot, Evan struggles to relax as his heart rate is always high. Me on the other hand have no flexibility at all and suffer with back pains be it due to my height, the way I stand, or the fact that the beds in Carroll are horrible.

My Thighs Were In Agony During This,
And Walking Up Stairs Hurt The Day After

I Couldn't Do This - My Arm Kept Shaking
And Giving Way. Evan Couldn't Stop
Laughing At Me.

The Girls Could Practically Double Over
I Was Lucky To Go Back An Inch

Unable to attend the beginner's session due to schedule clashes we attended normal Yoga and were told upon arrival that they would not slow down for us. On the front row were four girls who seemed to know what they were doing. On the back row was a black lad (apparently he had been for a couple of weeks), Evan, and I. In comparison to the front row, our row was abysmal. I have never sweat so much in my life despite never moving further than the mat in front of me. My balance is atrocious, my legs won't straighten during most procedures leaving me bent legged in a puddle of my own sweat. Meanwhile the instructor is telling us when to breath in and out, this went straight out of the window as I struggled to catch my breath let alone to let it in and out at specific moments. She also has funny ways of naming things as a little voice inside you begins to tell you that you aren't bringing your heart down to the floor, you're simply doing press ups. You aren't holding your body still before moving up into a 'downward dog' you're doing a plank. The only difference is that I don't have a football coach telling me to do more, instead I have soft music and a woman's voice telling me at what pace to do these exercises.

This Confirmed That I Have No
Strength In My Shoulders To Push
My Upper Body Off The Floor.

When The Instructor Did This, The
Back Row Looked At Each Other In Horror.
Not Happening.

As we began to relax towards the end, we were told to lie on our backs and stretch our arms above our heads for the next part. At this point I felt something between my fingers and began to fiddle. When  I brought my hand back down into my vision I found that I had been playing with the biggest toenail clipping for the past few minutes. Lovely.

As we finished and I cleaned my mat free of sweat puddles I noticed my feet and legs had beads running down them, as did my face, and my shirt was pretty much stuck to me. Evan was all bright eyed and bushy tailed telling me how great he felt, as I followed behind holding the base of my back and limping my way to the canteen for food. Same time next week I guess.