Yep, that’s right. I went to YOGA.
(sorry for the overly dramatic title, but this is groundbreaking around here)
After Saturday’s 11 mile run, things in my body were WAY tighter than they should have been. My calves have been tight for a while, causing some PF (arch & heel pain), but after Saturday, my piriformis was all knotted up and my hips were stiff.
I sticked until my right calf was bruised, foam rolled, stretched and even had a PT friend dig into my piriformis yesterday. Yet, yesterday evening, my body still felt like it needed more.
I was online looking up Master’s swimming times for this morning when I saw that the Y has a Sunrise Yoga class at 6 a.m. on Monday mornings. Boom! Perfect. Exactly what I feel like my body needs right now.
This is the first time I have ever taken an actual yoga class. I just never wanted to “waste” an hour that I could spend getting sweaty with some sort of heart-pumping exercise with yoga. Of course, I have known all along that it is extremely important to build core strength and to stretch and lengthen my muscles and that in NO WAY would yoga be a waste of an hour. Yet, I still never took the time.
But last night when I set my alarm and laid clothes out, I was committed and I am SO glad I went. We breathed, we down-dogged, we planked, we did some poses and stretched our bodies out. And it was fantastic! I even got a little sweaty!
I learned that my hip flexors are extremely tight (especially the right one) and that I have zero to no balance or flexibility. I also learned that I am going to have to go more often or I will spend most of my time peaking at what the instructor is doing instead of closing my eyes and relaxing.
I felt great after and was ready start my day and tackle some speed work this afternoon!
Sleepy post-yoga “glow”? (I think the lights are the only thing glowing). That blob of black and yellow on the couch behind me is Walter’s big head with a tennis ball begging to play.
Namaste, my friends!