You've got to be kidding me

Jennifer and I didn't dare look at each other Sunday, as we skipped church (yes, we really did, so this is a confession) and tried out a 9:30 am yoga class at LA Fitness.

We were late, as usual, since hubby insisted on feeding us a pancake breakfast, which for the record is not the best thing to eat before yoga.

But off we went, arriving about 10 min. late, but they were still doing "down dog" warm ups, so we figured "no sweat." About 15 min. later we were sweating alot, as the instructor put us through a series of up dogs, down dogs and a few poses inbetween that I have no idea what they are called.

On a few of the poses, Jennifer and I just gave up and laughed. No way, unless we were in the Olympic training camp for gymnastics were we going to strike that pose.

We didn't dare look at each other or we'd burst out laughing. And the lady just to my right was VERY serious about this whole affair. I doubt she would have appreciated it.

At the end tho, when the instructor asked if the session pushed us enough, I couldn't hold it in (my stomach or my laughter). I laughed and said "ma'm, there is NO WAY I'm ever going to to get to any of those poses before I die. But I'm glad to know they exist."

There's another yoga class tonight. But Jennifer and I aren't attending. We'll try again Wednesday.

Can we skip the gym?

At first J said no. And I sighed. AFter working out twice yesterday, once by a fitness Nazi at PLU and the other at an 8 pm yoga class, I was pooped today. However, she agreed to stay home for the day if I helped her plant flowers. I think that was a fair trade.

Off to the gym again

I guess you could call this mother daughter bonding.

We're off to the gym tonight to do 8 pm, in-the-dark yoga at LA Fitness. My husband thinks we're nuts, but it is sort of fun. And it's nice that Jennifer will show me how to use the machines.

I think tho, from the looks I'm catching, most of the guys wish Jennifer was alone, at LAFitness.

Yoga in the dark

Jennifer and I were working out tonight, although I noticed all the guys in the gym trailing her aruond, and then they saw me, and quickly looked away.

OK, it's not like I'm going to punch you for admiring the eye candy that I know is my daughter. Her dad might, but I won't.