Ohm my.

I was scared and sweaty before I even started.

But I got in the car anyway and drove to my first yoga class.

I have done yoga DVD's on my own before, but never in an official, organized setting. With other people. But Emma and Leah will be starting a diving class next week and the rec center offers a yoga class that coincides, so I thought I would take the plunge.

I was late. I was nervous about my attire. I was nervous about twisting and posing and showing my--how shall I say--imperfections.

And while I didn't exactly do this:
...I did break a sweat (duh) and got an amazing workout. My legs were burning and shaking. I am pretty sure I am going to be sore tomorrow. But it just felt so good. At first when I looked at myself in the mirror I thought "Ay yi yi," but the next time I looked I smiled. I was doing something hard and kind of doing it well. I felt better about my body than I have in a long time.

So I'll go back next week.

And maybe someday I will be able to do the above. Wouldn't that be awesome?