Climbing the Third Stair

Last night I went to a yoga class. I had been taking a yoga class about a year or so ago and mostly enjoyed it but money and time became less plentiful and I dropped it. But recently the co-op I work at made arrangements with the same yoga instructor for employee classes at a reduced fee, so I signed up. Exercise for flexibility is a good thing on general principles, and I've been feeling some tightness and twinges from all the time I spend hunched over a computer, making yoga an even better idea.

About ten minutes into the class I was thinking "This was a really bad idea." After fifteen minutes into the class I was thinking "This was a great idea!" I'm so fickle some days.

This instructor is very good at showing poses and suggesting modifications to meet the limitations of her students. This is very important to me, as I have no spinal flexibility worth talking about. Her biggest drawback, as far as I am concerned, is that like every other yoga instructor I've ever met she's a huge fan of New Age-style stuff. Especially astrology. And since astrology is the non-amusing evil twin of my beloved astronomy, this is extremely painful. Last night she was talking about how the full moon made it difficult to perform poses that demanded balance and I stood there and gritted my teeth. There is no more and no less moon at a full moon than a new one, and that is a fact. And half the moon is always lit up by the sun regardless of whether we see it or not. Astrology is so egotistical it makes my teeth hurt.

On the plus side, this instructor does not attempt to diagnose and prescribe treatment for my respriatory problems (every. single. class.) the way my very first yoga instructor did. I am endlessly grateful for that.

Steps taken today: 8,444. Much better than I had expected, especially since I spent most of this afternoon trapped in meeting. (Which featured, among other things, some of my fellow managers getting horribly emotional over whether employees should be permitted to use ipods after business hours.)

More entertaining is this haiku generator I discovered via yhlee.

Haiku2 for daidoji_gisei
you had me under your command and could make me write anything what
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Also:

Haiku2 for daidoji_gisei
which it might come true give and you might receive and you'll have the joy of
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It has a FAQ that explains how the haiku are generated; I didn't understand all the terms but what I did get was fascinating.