Back to Yoga

Today I went for my Saturday yoga class - after 10 months!

Yes, despite all my good intentions to be taking the class right through my pregnancy I dropped out early on.

Initially during the first trimester, I was tired and nauseous and did not want to chance puking mid-class so avoided class.

The second trimester while I physically felt great, I was almost always busy on Saturday mornings, either shopping or doing something or other that prevented me from going to class. Plus this class is a long one almost 2 hrs and very intense. Its not relaxing yoga but the type where you hold poses until your arms are quivering! I just thought even  with making adjustments for my pregnancy, it may not be the best idea, since there in intrinsically a lot of twisting and abdominal work involved which I could not do.

So, during my pregnancy, I stuck to my daily walks and pre-natal yoga DVDs which served me well.

Anyway so today was my first day back. I was cleared by my OB at my 6-week appointment to jump back into normal exercising and strengthen my core given the c-section.

It felt so weird (in a good way) to go back to the gym.

The instructors I had have changed and other than 2-3 regulars they were all new folks in class. I got my same spot which was nice.

My Mom was watching Beanie. In fact I thought the class was at 10am so Mom decided to spend the night with us. Turns out it was 10:30am. Since I arrived 30 minutes early I got on the treadmill for a while to warm up.

The class was great. It was super mellow - more stretching and not the active yoga I am used to but it was a great way to ease back into it.

I spoke with the instructor before to give her my history. She could not believe I had a baby 10 weeks ago since my stomach is now pretty much flat and I am only 4lb above my pre-pregnancy weight. She planned to do some ab work and told me to only take it as far I felt comfortable.

I had a nice time, and did not feel any discomfort. I did opt out of some hard ab work simply since I did not want to push it given I was just getting back to it.

As I was driving back home, I remembered the countless times I have left the gym daydreaming for that time when after class I would be coming home to my baby, wondering if it will ever happen.

Well, I today did not have to daydream or wish or hope - I came home to my Beanie !