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namastanky
A few weeks ago Kristin, I and our friend Lauren H. went out for some drink and talk. Lauren H. told us about this place she went to for yoga classes in Royal Oak that offered one free week to see if you like it. Sounded pretty good enough for us to investigate and found a schedule.
So this week, I’ve been doing yoga. To see if I like it?
(I thought about writing about each day’s experience but thought more and decided an all-encompassing post would suffice)
Monday: Went in for a night class called “sanga vinyasa”. I believe this is their warmest class, they pump it up to 90+ degrees. From their pamphlet:
…is designed to build great internal heat in order to purify our systems.
So, you know, I’ve only done yoga maybe once before. That time it was in my family room for maybe 10 minutes and I think I laughed more than anything. This time around, for an hour, was substantially more intense. I honestly don’t think I’ve ever sweat that much. At the end while we all were laying flat with our eyes closed, a guy came out of nowhere singing and playing guitar. My first instinct was to laugh but I held it in.
In the end, I liked it. It felt good to sweat so much. Plus a lot of the moves were more “work out” kinda things than pointing to the sky and stretch kinda moves. Could’ve done with a little less new-ageness.
Tuesday: Sore from Monday, we went and did a morning thing called “fusion” which I guess is a slower easier version of what Monday night’s was. I don’t think they turn up the heat on this one but I still broke a pretty mean sweat. Mind you, I don’t normally get that drenched from a work out. I may have broken some kind of sweat barrier recently from running? If there is such a thing. Anyway, the teacher was nice and driving home I decided it was a good idea and a nice start to the day.
Wednesday: Skipped it. Too sore.
Thursday: Going in for “slow flow”. Self explanatory? We’ll see. I’m thinking Friday might potentially get skipped as well.
So far my verdict is. I like it. Though not enough to pay for. Maybe I’ll remember some of these moves to bust out some mornings when I’m feeling energetic.
<3
-p.
2nd Half
Yesterday I completed my 2nd half marathon. It was fantastic. Out of 19,326, I came in 3,201th place. 262nd in my age group. Awesome!
I decided to participate in the Detroit Free Press/Flagstar half soon after I did the Napa to Sonoma one this past summer. Although I didn’t train as much as I wanted, I finished and it was a great run. There were a handful of great moments in the race: crossing the Ambassador bridge at sunrise, fun signs, running through the Detroit/Windsor tunnel, great music and beating my Napa time by 14 minutes!
You can even see video of me finishing here:
http://www.freep.com/article/20091019/SPORTS23/91019013/1318/
I’m at around 2:24:25, grey shirt, arms raised. Triumphant.
Next up, the Turkey Trot.
Big thanks to friends and fam for support along the way.
<3
p
mmmmFall.
Hi friends,
Most of the time when I try to go running, I have to remind myself that it will feel good or whatever for motivation. Well it’s Fall(ish) and the weather’s nice and cool, which makes me more convinced to get my shoes on and go. Plus I’m not working right now, so it helps to make me feel like I’m doing something useful with my day.
So..
Today, I thought about biking all the way to Rochester to run at the Paint Creek trail but changed my mind considering it would probably take a few hours and will kill my legs. So I had a nice leisurely drive down Adams and got there with the sun still high.
Gattdayum this trail is lovely. I meant to run till I got to this horse stable thing, but either didn’t see/smell it, or just didn’t run far enough. Either way, I was down about 5 miles, past the sweet smell of some cider mill, when I realised my car key that I put in my shoe laces had fallen off somewhere along the way. Holy crap, I says to myself. So there I was lightly jogging/walking back searching the ground for this key for 4-ish miles. With the sun shining and nature goodness ‘n all, it was hard to complain. Plus, I thought, if I didn’t see it, I could call ol’ Pops and get the spare. One guy saw that I was searching for something and offered his metal detector.
So I called to get the other key. While I waited I went into the police station to use the bathroom. I asked the officer behind the desk by chance if somebody found a key, and wouldn’t you know it there it was! We were both pretty shocked. Made my day.
Here’s a video.
love,
p.
