One of the activities offered at the WC, is a "gentle yoga" class. Since I have never done yoga and am about as flexible as a steel bar, I talked mom into attending the class with me. Yesterday was our first session. We got there late, (actually we were not that late, but when we got to the yoga room, the lights were off so we thought we were in the wrong place...we weren't but our wild goose chase through the entire building added to our tardiness). Anyway, we go barging in like a couple of rude late-comers, (which we were), and made our way, as gracefully as possible, through a room full of bending, twisting, reaching arms legs and bodies to the opposite side as directed by the instructor. (Had we been allowed to blend in to the wall nearest the door like we intended, those few bending, twisting, reaching bodies that we wove through might not have fallen to the floor...but you never know). So, once we were in our assigned "inner circle" spots, we started trying to do the same "crouching tiger, dog barking up a pyramid" and "eagle resting on a warrior one," (or something like that) poses...God, please don't let there be any hidden cameras in that room!
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