Day 26 Results are in…
… and what do you know. Recovery time matters. 17.75 hours between classes is not long enough. I wimped out on several postures today, damaging my dignity slightly in front of a delectable new instructor.
I felt better though, after he ever-so-gently adjusted me into a better Spine Twisting Posture.
Such a nice boy.
For the record, those people who do two classes in one day, to make up for missing a day, so they don’t mess up their challenge? They must be nuts.
Day 25 Yoga: Guaranteed Weight Loss!
It’s not really true. I have nothing new to report so I figured I’d find out if this really is the best way, aside from porn, to drive your blog traffic through the roof. (Naked Sweaty Boys was a big hit, but that’s as racy as I’m going to get.)
My hypothesis of yesterday is neither proven nor disproven, as I was unable to make it to the 9:15 am class today. I didn’t try. It seemed like a bad idea at the time. However, I went to the 3:30 class, so I can still confirm it tomorrow, if I so choose.
Then again, it’s my hypothesis. I can just call it truth and go to bed.
Day 24 What a Difference a Day Makes
Tra-la. Today I had energy to burn. Cleaned the bathroom, vacuumed, washed floors, tried out a delicious new recipe for supper, the sort of good house-wifey things I’d normally rather stab myself in the eye than do.
Maybe it’s because I did the afternoon class, instead of the morning class. Let’s do the math: between the 3:30pm class on Monday and the 9:15am class on Tuesday is 17.75 hours. Between 9:15am on Tuesday and 3:30pm Wednesday (today) is 30.25 hours. Three classes in three days, but that middle one was a killer. Deadly. Spend-the-day-in-bed-ly.
Now, as anyone will tell you, math is not my strong suit. But I think I’m on to something here. I’ll try the 9:15 tomorrow and let you know. Stay tuned!