PiYo, PiYo, It's off to class I go.....
Yep in my little town....
Where there is only one stop light in the whole county....
Where the only fast food chain to find is one Subway (a great one to have).....
I attended my very first PiYo class! (I have to tell you that Yoga is so far removed from my vocabulary that when people ask what PiYo is, I usually biff and say "Pilates + Yogurt!")
Will there be any pictures of me enjoying my first class?
Heck NO! You should Google it to have a visual that will not mar you for life.
Will I go back next Monday for another round?
You see, I need to move much more than I have been. I know it sounds like I lead a pretty active life, but it doesn't always allow a solid 15-30-60 minutes of heart rate-elevating work.
Also, I went to see a doctor recently to see why I am having continual pains in my legs and other parts. This doctor said, after ruling out Lyme's Disease, that I have Fibromyalgia. GREAT! (not!) Right now I am on a medication for it, and the lovely little pill is allowing me to gain weight! I really didn't need any help with that part. So I need to MOVE and STRETCH and LOSE some weight.
PiYo was pretty fun. I've actually mastered a three-legged downward dog, and I can hold that pose for five minutes if I have to! But there are more movements and stretches to learn.
YEAH!.....Kind of.... Was it easy? Nope.
Did I do each movement perfectly? Nope.
Did I do ALL of the movements? Nope.
I don't think I have sweated so much doing so little! My left side got a better work out than my right because my entire body was pooped after doing the one side. When our instructor said (from a plank position) "Now shoot that right leg up near your hands," it took me a couple extra moves to get my leg and foot to where they were supposed to go. When she showed us the "table top" move, going from a plank position (face down) to a table top by flipping one leg and arm over so that now you are looking at the ceiling, Yeah, I had to cheat a bit there too. Oh and then you are to raise one hand and pulse down for two counts and up for two counts. My hands stayed firmly planted on the ground.
Guess what though? After the second stretch, I could bend at the waist and touch the GROUND! Woo Hoo! I even had an obstacle in my mid section to reach out and over to do it! Points to me!
Dear Ol' Friedrich Neitzsche told us "That which does not kill us makes us stronger." I think he stole lines from Benjamin Franklin, but whatever.....He is right! I was able to get out of bed this morning without too much extra pain. My feet, one of the big areas of ouches, felt pretty normal, and I was able to go outside and help move dirt around the house as we prep it all for landscaping.
Moral to this story: We need to take ourselves out of our literal or figurative comfort zone, and try new things as we move down this merry road called LIFE. Keep on trying and learning Peeps!