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Archive for November 24th, 2008

Yoga: A Manly Exercise?

I’ve been trying to find a way to get my husband to enroll in yoga classes with me. This is because I found it very difficult to go to the gym or work out without him as my exercise buddy.

About 3 years ago, I made a feeble attempt to convince my husband to enroll in yoga classes with me. A slew of excuses came flooding in: 1. He’s too busy; 2. The classes were too early (6am); 3. He thinks yoga will just make him fart everywhere (because of the poses); AND HIS BIGGEST CONCERN: 4. It’s a sissy exercise program and definitely not for him.

It was so frustrating to get him to go. I knew that working out in a gym with treadmills, weights, and that whole enchilada wasn’t for me. I found it too taxing for my body that I’d find myself feeling spent by the time my day started. Since I knew I can’t make going to the gym my lifestyle. I knew I had to find another “workout” that could be part of my life.

Yoga is it. It’s the perfect workout that fits my lifestyle and personality. It was something I could see myself doing ’til I’m 80… or maybe some form of it. But the thing is, I let the fact that I don’t have a buddy to go with affect me. I know I shouldn’t but I love sharing things with my husband and since this is a lifestyle type of thing, I was hoping he’d join me.

Here we are three years later and what do you know? A man I admire and adore, someone I’ve never even met was instrumental to convincing my husband that yoga is THE exercise. It was none other than Bear Grylls. We saw his Sahara Desert episode wherein he performed yoga. I forgot why he did, I think it’s because he had to refrain from over heating. But that was the clincher.

I looked over at my husband and saw him nodding in agreement when I said: “See? Even Bear Grylls does yoga! It’s not a sissy exercise!” He was convinced. I couldn’t ask for a better spokesperson. But in his feeble attempt to seem like his first impression was valid, he couldn’t help himself and said: “That’s easy!”

I took out my yoga book, turned the page to where the pose Bear Grylls just did and asked him to try it. He did and admitted it was difficult. He finally came to his senses. Yoga is NOT a sissy practice.

Now, it’s just a matter of finding the right place to go to. I found one that’s near our house and we’re going to go and check it out before the month’s out. YEY!!! One giant leap towards Yoga! :D

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