Day 1

So it begins, T's Amazing Ashtanga Yoga Adventure!

Q: What's so amazing?
A: That I'm starting this adventure at all.

I'm a chubby, out-of-shape, 50-something grandmother. Even though Ashtanga yoga is supposed to be for any age and any fitness level, anyone looking at the pose sequence can see that is physically demanding. This ain't no modified Yoga for Seniors. Not surprising, I was the oldest person in today's class. I can't help but wonder if I'm in over my head. This may be the shortest blog in history.

I am delighted to report, my practice went splendidly. I did the intro sequence, Sun Salutations, a dozen or so times, then moved on to the final 3 closing postures, then rest, then DONE. Sweat ran down me like I was a glass of ice water. Except I was hot.

The yoga studio isn't heated. That heat was generated internally, accelerated perhaps by the studio being on the third floor and the sultry August weather.

Today's take-away is my shoulders like to hunch near my ears. I will endeavor to do better tomorrow.