This day was about integration: forcing the muscles to work together in a way
that results in overall physical harmony and prowess. That’s what yoga and dance do, as opposed to
isolated working out of legs or arms (kinda what spinning and swimming feels
more about, altho the whole body is obviously used there too). Power hour yoga felt surprisingly
effortless. All that swimming really
does stretch out the lungs, to the point where power yoga in a room so humid it
feels like breathing water does not feel hard.
And balancing on arms upside down does not feel strenuous (swimmer’s
shoulders!).
I was so amazed at how do-able yoga was, I decided why stop
here? And went to Zumba class with Canz at the gym, looking for integration
benefit from dance. And thinking that it
would be easy. Uh uh. There was not one part of me free from sweat,
and it ran down my head into my eyes, just like at power yoga. And my poor brain was losing traction after
awhile trying to keep up with the choreography.
And HOW in the world does that instructor shake her hips like that? I thought I had flexible hips but, whew,
apparently not. I just followed the little
Asian woman in front of me who really seemed to know what she was doing and
later secretly blessed my daughter for driving and for not making fun of me. I was so tired I was not sure how I made it
into and out of the car to get home.
Lesson learned: just because power
yoga feels great doesn’t mean you have to keep going.
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