No Namaste

Stretch and Tone.
That's what they call the yoga at the community center.
I like it.
I mean I like the class.
I also like the name.
I think its kind of funny, since clearly it is yoga but whatever.
Its the best class I've ever been in.
The instructor is very instructional and thorough.
She also is cute.
But not too cute where I am intimidated.
The class was full.
Of more cute girls.
I fit right in.
It had been over a year since I had been in a yoga class.
Way too long.
She calls them practices.
She also doesn't do any "ommmm" or budha schmudha talk which I like.
I was proud of my body for what it could still do.
I was sad a little when there were a few things I used to be able to do but couldn't now.
Surprised me that she said namaste at the end.
I don't say it.
It is like saying "the god in me honors the god in you".
I'm pretty sure there is no god in me.
I wonder if the other girls know what they are saying.
I pray during the cool down.
She reads quotes.
This week theme: take care of yourself so you can care for others.
Mom's sometimes forget this little bit of information.
It really is important.
I left smiling and feeling good.
I can't wait to go back tomorrow.