Four weeks ago Hubby Tony had some oral surgery done, and today he went back for a follow up appointment. The office is on the second floor of a strip mall building, right above a branch of the gym we belong to. Last night Tony realized he could use the Nautilus exercise machines there and asked if I wanted to go with him. Having nothing else pressing to do I said yes.
However, this morning time got away from me. When I realized I would really have to hustle to leave the house to fit Tony's schedule I almost backed out, but one look out the window at the sleety mixture that was falling from the sky was enough to convince me that using a treadmill in a warm gym would be way better than taking a walk outside. I sped through the last of the paperwork I was doing, changed my clothes, and was ready when Tony got his car keys.
In the mall parking lot Tony and I plotted out our time but when I checked in at the front desk they had a flyer listing the group classes. I noticed there was a yoga class starting in less than five minutes and my plans changed. As a bonus, I was familiar with the instructor from a different branch of the gym six years ago, and knew that I would get a great stretch.
Of course I hadn't brought my yoga mat, but one of the group exercise mats worked well enough. The large room only had a handful of people in it, and I was able to put my mat in a place that was far away from everyone and I could still see the instructor. When the class started I realized that some of the instructor's pose combinations hadn't changed and I felt right at home.
Even back before the pandemic shut everything down my yoga classes had decreased, and today it showed. My flexibility wasn't near what it used to be, and my balance was horrible. This class turned out to be a good fit. It was gentle, with a lot of stretches, and the sun salutations weren't too vigorous. Due to enhanced room cleaning between group classes they've reduced the length from an hour to 45 minutes. Before I knew it the instructor was calling for Shavasana, meaning the time was almost over.
Five years ago today: Spring Clean Your Life