Take a Yoga class consistently

I took a class a week ago with my friend Jen. Jen, by the way, is six months pregnant. And she kicked my ass. I made the terrible mistake of eating something and smoking a cigarette before the yoga session. What the hell was I thinking? I could barely breathe through the second half of the class. This makes me think two things: 1) I am 25 and should be able to do whatever I want physically without getting winded and/or uncomfortable, and 2) I really need to quit smoking forever.

Jen kicked ass, though.

I started and took my first class last week. It wasn’t too hard, and a lot like what I expected. It is amazing how much natural body tone I still have from working out so hard when I was in high school. It’s kinda nice. I had a lot of flexibility for my first time, but I definitely felt the poses, and my muscles ached the next day. The class was so relaxing and invigorating, and the teacher was really inviting. I am definitely going to go back this week.

I can’t remember the last time I felt that calm.