I'm Scared of Yoga

Last night, Christina and I decided to try a yoga class at a local community center. Unfortunately, we were about 5 minutes late, and the the class had already started. When we got to the room, everyone was mumbling "mmmmmmmmm" with closed eyes. I was thinking that maybe we could sneak in without anyone noticing! But what if they woke up from their mmmm-ing? So we waited until another woman showed up late and then followed her in.

This was an interesting yoga class for a number of reasons.

1. I couldn't understand anything the instructor said other than "left," "right," "stomach," and "one two three four fiiiiiiiiive."

2. About 2/3 of the way through the class, it was time to do yoga lying down. Which meant that I couldn't see well enough to copy what the other students in class were doing.

3. Then towards the end, yoga class turned into massage therapy class. We had to find partners and twist and turn each other! I paired off with a woman who was probably in her 60s. You'd think this would be safe.. but that granny must work out!

4. Then for some reason granny had to start massaging my bum. It was a bit of a surprise as I don't know the Japanese word for bum and didn't know in advance what was coming. She did quite a thorough job, which seemed to entertain Christina.

5. Then the instructor started walking around class and pushing people's limbs in weird positions. Ii can only guess the people were squealing what would translate to "ouch!"

6. Then it was time for granny to start knocking on my head. For some reason, it is apparently very important in yoga to knock on your partner's head as hard as you possibly can. It's no good unless it makes a loud knocking sound. You might imagine this would be painful... and it was. i thought granny was sporting some brass knuckles!

7. My head is still really sore today.

Should I go back next week???