Son Brian and DIL Nicole (along with their dog Yves) came into town for Thanksgiving. They'll be here the rest of the weekend. Even though we see them every month or so it's always good to have them visit.
Nicole is training to be a yoga instructor at her gym. This morning she asked me if I'd like to help her by being her "student" while she practiced. Of course I said yes! Who wouldn't want a private yoga session?
The class she'll be teaching is choreographed. She has to memorize the flow of the stretches, moves and poses, and make sure they coordinate with the music. There wasn't enough time this morning to do the complete class, so she skipped one of the sections. It was still a good workout.
We moved the coffee table out of the way in the living room and set up our mats facing each other. Nicole turned on the music, and we got started. My mat does just fine on the wood floor at the gym, but it slipped around quite a bit on the carpet. I stopped a couple of times to readjust it, and tried not to let the distraction break the flow. I knew how to do most of the poses; when I didn't it was easy to look over at Nicole. When I was finished I felt stretched and refreshed.
Even though Nicole lives halfway across the state, I told her I was looking forward to taking an official class with her when she starts teaching.
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