Went to the gym...No yoga. BOOOOOO!!! They promised that no classes would be cancelled. I was not a happy camper. I complained...I begged...I did 35 minutes of yoga by memory. Probably not very good, and I probably did it a little wrong, but, hey, I did SOMETHING and now I'm going to find that little book that has the poses in it and I'm going to study it so next time I go to the gym for yoga and there isn't a class, I can do my own...and do it at least partly right.



I really begged pretty good, appealing to their "poor poor me" senses...laying on the "I have fibromyalgia and can't do the other TWO (! ONLY TWO BLOODY CLASSES OFFERED AT NIGHT NOW...FOR THE WHOLE WEEK!! TWO NIGHTS A WEEK!! BAH! I DIDN"T PAY FOR THIS!!!) classes because they are too intense and I NEEEEEEED my yoga...PLEASE even if it's just once a week at night. We'll see what happens. Maybe if I keep showing up on Tuesdays and pathetically trying to do something they'll get the picture.