Since it is Monday, E, M, C and I attended the after school Yoga Class instructed by their PHYSICAL EDUCATION teacher. Of course, she is not a gym teacher. I have been corrected for a few years now. Gym is a room; physical education is the class.
And while, yes, this is a child's yoga class, I was appalled by the behavior of a group of kids today. They were not interested in yoga. Just wanted to run about. Rolling up their mats, moving their mats. Running to the drinking fountain a dozen times in 45 minutes. I'm not exaggerating either.
Interestingly enough, two of the biggest culprits live a few houses away. Sounds like the Latch Key attendant is getting a little break from some crazy latch key kids. But poor PE teacher who has offered this class for free.
This is my first yoga class and I think that the teacher is under the impression that I am not new to this. Luckily for me, it is at the elementary level and easy to go along with things. M* was so excited when this class was announced. When she found out that parents could attend, she wanted me there too. And C wanted to go. Which meant that E had to go. So, each Monday for 6 weeks or so, the 4 of us will be down dogging it with the best of the yogis at Webber Elementary.
I think I understand why yoga is such a work out. I actually was getting warm today in the room called a gym. And now, after dinner, I am exhausted and ready for bed. But a few more things to do for my very first (haha) craft show.