I haven’t worked out since July. It’s a tragedy. After experiencing my BUMMER SUMMER and having multiple procedures and bed rest and extended recovery time, I am just now getting to the point where I can start back up with my exercise routine. Make no mistake, I am not a triathlete or anything, but I *was* going to Zumba and cycling regularly and the occasional yoga class.
I say “occasional” because I haven’t found a class that I love as much as when I was going to Core Power Yoga. The classes are upbeat (mostly Vinyasa flow), with house or hip hop music, and even incorporating weights. Oh yes and the room is warm – not as hot as Bikram, but CLOSE. Leaving those classes made me feel so energized and grounded and alive. But then we moved to a whole ‘nother county. And now the closes CPY is 16 miles way. Which may not sound terribly far, but it’s a solid 30mins without any traffic.
Now that I’ve turned 40, my body makes it plain that I need stretching and breathing and centering on a regular basis. The problem is that I keep comparing each yoga class I try to my old one. And they don’t measure up. What’s this suffering pseudo-yogi to do?