I’m not sure if I’ve let blogging fall by the wayside, or if I just haven’t had as much to blog about.
To be fair, it’s not like I’m not doing anything. I rarely have a night where I just go home after work. But that’s usually because I’m going to the gym, and that just gets boring to talk about after a while.
I did go to my first yoga class in over a year this week (with the lovely Amanda of Slow Like Honey). I was a little apprehensive that I would make a fool of myself, flopping around on a damp mat having lost all my muscle memory.
I was pleased to find, though, that I didn’t feel too stupid too many times during the class. (I mean, it’s yoga, so if you don’t feel stupid at least once during class, you’re probably doing it wrong.) And I only had to wimp out of a pose once, so I guess I haven’t lost all my yogi skillz.
My favorite part of the class, though, was that it was also an excuse for Amanda and I to hang out. I want to start turning fitness into more of a social activity, whether it’s an Epic class with my coworker, Diana, or a run with my husband (though he has yet to actually make good on his offer to go with me…so I’m open to anyone else who wants to join).
This idea is also beneficial because it means I won’t have to wake up extra early to fit in a workout because I have plans after work. Win-WIN.
Do you usually work out alone? I used to always go with my friend Michelle when I lived in Iowa, but I became a more solitary creature after moving to New York.