Yoga and Kor Class (Spring 2015)

This week has been the start of my busy week schedule. The Korean language class at the center opened this week and I also started going to the yoga class at the same time.

I'm not sure if it's a good thing or not but both classes fell on Mondays and Wednesdays. I do the language class in the mornings and the yoga class in the afternoon.

My first day in the yoga class was a totally whacked one. I got there almost ten minutes late coz I wasn't familiar with the bus schedule heading that way so I had to wait for a while. I caught the 1:50ish bus and even though my destination isn't that far, I still arrived late for my first class. It seemed that there is a bus that comes around one-thirty which will be perfect for me.

The class is pretty popular with middle-aged ladies and even grandmas. There were roughly more than a dozen in the class. I've only seen one who is about my age and I found out on my second day that she comes with her mother-in-law. I am not sure now who got first into the class. Interesting thing to find out later on.

Another surprise was the lone thorn among the roses. I had the courage to ask his age on the second day before class when I got there early only to find another surprise that he is almost 70! Well, come to think of it, that might be a K age so that will put his age at around 67. But still, it was a surprise. He isn't exactly a seasoned one in yoga who has started when he was younger but probably just within the last 5 to 10 years ago. Or maybe even two! It was just funny how the teacher talked about how strange it is to have him take the mat right across from her, with all the poses and everything. And I thought she was just cool with it. But yeah, she wasn't really and it was quite funny.

SO I came in late and there was this obviously older-than-me lady who gave her place and had to get out and come back with a couple more new mats. It turned out that I may not be the only new one in the class. She was kind enough to help me out as I struggle to understand all the instructions Korean and do a copycat for the poses. And even though I am obviously younger than her, I sure feel like the oldest grandma in the room with all the muscle pain I felt during and, definitely more, after the class.

That's what I get for not doing much exercise for the past year, especially this last winter season. I've only taken walks sporadically during the months before winter set in. It wasn't much to count as exercise. I've got my yoga mat sitting and gathering dust in the house ever since we have moved to this first floor unit. It wasn't much interesting to do any stretches here. Hopefully, I will be more inclined to do often once we moved to a higher apartment unit this month. It's just sad to think that I should have signed up for the class last year when I got here. I saw the the flier at the office when we registered our transfer but hubby wasn't not just keen on helping me get in the class.

Now, I have to figure out when my body will get use to the torturous poses that we do in the class. For the first session, my stomach muscles were so sore that I felt I had stomachache the next next day. My back also hurt which really made me feel like an old woman. Good thing that there was a Tuesday break but on my second session, my arms were the sore ones for the next few days. Oh boy! The instructor sure got to my weakest part, the upper body.

We also did flat back poses with a rolled mat in between the leg and the first times on my back was sure hell. Something is really terribly wrong with my lower back. The hospital x-ray I had a few months ago did not reveal anything so I have to try an MRI or a physiotherapist next time. I need to get that flat back as cool as before I gave birth. I had no pain there at all before.

I am just thankful that I survived the whole first week and can get my body recover a bit before the next week's sessions. The main question is...when will I ever finish a class without a lot of after-class body pains?