yoghod!

Yoga time!
So I've belonged to the YMCA for a while now and have only tried one yoga class. I'm usually all about the weight machines, but I decided that my body felt like it needed some extra deep breaths. Wouldn't you know it! That's what the yoga class today was all about! Five minutes in he said "We're going to do a lot of breathing today". I agreed!

We started off with some jumping around. Orange t-shirt and white see through pants man off to the side was a huge distraction to my concentration. The instructor chanted some sort of word, I believe it was "hod!" with every beat and jump he took. Only the man in orange was REALLY into it and far more aggressive then the instructor. Also, he was shouting his "hod!" on the one beat, whereas the instructor was on the 'one and' beat. So it basically sounded like an animalistical time. A jungle if you will. Snarly men making far too close to what seemed like bedroom noises.

I thought maybe the instructor was as distracted as I was. I know every woman in the room was looking and waiting for orange shirt man to get tired of his over exerted nomad grunts. But at the end of the exercise, the instructor looked over at the man and said "GOOD. Everyone feels the muscles breathing". At this point I realized he meant we were going to breathe a lot, metaphorically speaking.

But the workout ended up being a good one. My calves were killing me. The tiny instructor with cloth wrapped around his head just took another swig from his oversized chocolate soy beverage container and told us to lay down and breathe.

The thing about yoga is you lay around a lot. He put on this tape of the same four chords and a girl strumming and singing "ta dum shi sa ma na ma na ma ta dum Shi sa ma...". It went on for ten minutes and I couldn't meditate because I was too busy thinking about the killing I could make recording and selling fantastic yoga music. Yoga music for babies. Yoga music for him and her. Maybe repetitive gnarly guitar solos thrown in once and a while.

I am the worst at meditating. It's usually because there are about five different things racing through my head at all times.

But anyway, it was sort of fun doing samurai poses, hopping from one foot to the other. I guess there's all kinds of yoga. This one was, in its circumstance, sort of amusing.....

Now, back to arranging horn lines. guh.