Day Ninety-Nine - I Just Felt My Chakra Open, Honey.

There's nothing quite like yoga to make me feel like the tubbiest bitch on the planet. I have been doing yoga since I was 14 years old and I think most people @ my Catholic high school thought that the yoga people were a coven of witches. However, I still suck out loud @ yoga. My flexibility is incredibly limited and now with my knee and ankle problems, half of the poses [the left ones] are humilatingly difficult to attempt.

I generally practice yoga @ home, though I'm not very disciplined about it. I have been trying to go back to a yoga class and my efforts have not been successful for the last month. We had another snowstorm last night, but still I attended a yoga class. It has probably been about 5 years since I have been to one. Like I said - I always feel so incompetent - watching people who seem to be even more out of shape than I am - and how they can manipulate their bodies into doing things that seem impossible. Sometimes when they bend or fold in half and grab the bottoms of their feet they look like ventriloquist dummies. This both cracks me up and freaks me the hell out. The yoga instructor called me out for being new to the class, called me sweetie and also touched me. Normally this would fall under the three strikes rule, but I was encouraged. Why? Because there were other skinny bitches like me who couldn't do many of the poses! Yeah!

I think my knee will hate me long-time tomorrow. I'm used to more ab-focused yoga or Ashtanga yoga which is all about movement and power. This was more about legs and stretching. I'm not a fan, but it is free and I'm cheap...