Sweet emotion

In the continuing saga of me and yoga, I went to my fourth class on Thursday. For the most part, I feel like I do okay with most of the poses. Yoga is about starting from anywhere and improving your posture, strength and form for as long as you practice yoga, so there is no shame in being lame.

There is one move in particular that I had not even thought to try until Thursday. You go from a downward-facing dog (on your hands and feet in a V), bend the knees and jump your legs through your arms. For me, that's a lot of stuff flying through the air, but I thought I would try for good measure. Not only did not make it, but I plowed my head into the floor (no impact, so I'm not concussed) and nearly took out the instructor (my dear friend Amy).

The old me would have been embarrassed, would have left right then and vowed never to come back. But I was laughing so hard I really didn't care.