I went to my first yoga class in decades this morning. I was cautious, as I did not want to hurt myself by being too adventurous when not being as flexible as I used to be. I held back from about 30% of the poses. It felt good, as if we were targeting areas where I needed help stretching.
I started taking yoga classes in graduate school and really enjoyed it. Immediately I sensed that it was a form of exercise that I could continue when necessary on my own (as maintenance if not growth) as well as continue into old age.
When my first instructor needed surgery she asked me to fill in for her. It was the first teaching I ever did.
It's good to be back. I plan to continue.
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