Okay, so there's a big difference between me doing yoga and the woman on the DVD doing yoga--and it's not just the fact that she's been doing it for more than 30 years and I've been doing it for 3 days. She's also doing said exercises on a deck on a secluded beach, and I am doing them on the hardwood floor of my living room with my toddler running around singing or sitting on my stomach. There's really nothing relaxing or peaceful about my environment, and I want to laugh when the instructor says something like, "Focus on your breathing, hear the gentle whoosh at the back of your throat." Um, sorry, I can't hear it over the child screaming "Mommmmmmy" next to me.
Ashlinn loves her yoga mat and loves watching the DVD with me. She likes the idea of exercising with Mommy. But she doesn't like me actually lying down on my mat or closing my eyes. She thinks we should just sit on our mats and watch the DVD like a movie--preferably with a snack in hand. I have to admit that it is a pretty good comedy, thanks to the irony of the situation....
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