Week 1

This week I started my journey into "yoga" and I say that because I had no idea what yoga truly was. I had taken the class thinking it would be a mental break from the other 4 classes I have this semester, but when I got an email from my teacher a week before class started I could not of been more wrong.

While checking this email she gave us what seemed to be a pre-class assignment. Prompting us to start to critically think my teacher had successfully had gotten me intrigued on what yoga is on a philosophical level.

Giving us a couple of free yoga class opportunity, I went to the class my professor instructed. While going through the different postures I could immediately tell that my body was not as limber I may thought, almost as if i was moving around my body's mass for the first time.

The class comprised of a mix of middle-age people who all looked like they were well versed in the practice, thou I do not remember the names, the postures I were doing really focused on opening up my hips and getting balance. Stretches while holding my arms up in and focus on how i am placing my weight, my body felt like it was out-of-sync with what my mind was telling it to do. This made me realize that not only am I out of shape, but mentally could not focus on something without losing my posture for example my breathing. My breaths were chaotic, disordered, uncontrolled. While everyone around me had a calm almost rhythmic sense of breathing. My professor would remind the class to focus on breathing in and out at a 4 second pace.This class was both intense and tranquil at the same time.

The next day I realized that my muscles thru my abdomen down to my legs were sore, and that whatever I did at that class was both mentally and physically challenging.

I took this class in hopes to get a mental break but after reading some passages of books that tell me about the phenomenon of yoga and how it is ascended in to pop culture. I am curious to see where this journey takes me.