Every day.
I can't really attribute it to the workouts because the aching feeling started before the work outs did. I can't say I'm coming down with something, it's been nearly a month, longer really because I felt like this in July too. I can't really attribute it to the foam mattress topper I had because that's been gone for a while. Maybe I'm just noticing it all more this week because the weather's turning a lot more rainy, the days are getting shorter, and I'm conscious that I still have a lot of work to get done before I go back to school in September.
I was contemplating going to a Yoga class this morning, but I am again not really feeling that into it. I'm not too sure what I want to do. (nothing). I am tempted to go and use the machines for a bit and then soak in the hot tub, but I am afraid that if I go with that purpose in mind, I may well do ten minutes with the machines, get bored, and then wander off - not really getting much of a work out in. If I do Hot Yoga, I can't really go back to the gym equipment after that - I will be REALLY sweaty and gross.
It's Sunday morning, so there are not nearly as many class offerings as on other days of the week, which is unfortunate. Although there are several different Yoga options. You would think that with the weekend there would be more classes, but I guess it's the opposite. Bizarre.
I ended up going with a Yoga Basics, which is kind of like Yoga 101; an introductory class. It's with my favorite Thursday night instructor - you know, the one who asks us what we want to do and then does something else...- yeah, she did that AGAIN. Except this time she didn't announce we'd be doing something else. The requests all centered on the back, so we focused on the legs: hamstrings and quadriceps. Whatever. At least this time I didn't have anything I was dying to work on. I was too tired to really care. When we lay there for ten minutes while she explained her theories about Yoga and guided us in trying to connect with the energies around us, letting go of the past few months, years, etc. - it didn't even bother me. I was just happy to lay on the floor doing nothing, perhaps silently mocking all of this "connecting" stuff. I love the stretches and the exercises, but I just can't fully buy into the spirituality of the program. The plus side was that she wanted to do more of a therapeutic style Yoga - more like the Tune Ups, which was great. Wasn't a fan of the sliding doors being open onto the outside. I was too cold, I think. A few weeks ago I had said it would be awesome to be in that room with a thunderstorm going on. No thunderstorm, but the rain certainly poured down for about 20 minutes - which was also pretty cool, and cold.
Then this random walks in 10 minutes into class, traipses across the room to get all of his supplies from the rack, and then sets himself up in front of the door - you know, the entrance and exit to the room?? Brilliant. Again, didn't really bother me that someone was disrupting the flow of the room, but it certainly became very noticeable.
It was a good class. In the first quarter of class I even contemplated leaving at the half-way mark because I just felt so sluggish. I ended up staying. It turns out it was a 75 minute class, I had not read my time correctly and had bargained on a 60 minute class. Oh well, we sat there for 10 minutes at the start anyway.
I felt a lot better by the end, and then the hot shower afterwards back at my place helped a lot too. Now I feel (almost) ready to tackle the day and get my work done - good thing it's already 2:30 pm.
I'll get this done... I think.
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