Had my first ever yoga class tonight.
It was good. The time passed very quickly. If I continue to like the rest of the classes in this session I could see myself continuing with it.
My breathing was off. Each time the instructor said “inhale” I was ready to exhale and vice versa.
The instructor played music, some instrumental stuff and some songs. For a few moments one of the instrumental pieces reminded me of the background music at a Mexican restaurant. At the exact same time that happened the nstructor said “breathe.” My mind was already on “enchiladas.”
Afterwards each time she said “breathe” I got hungrier and hungrier.