Me and Yoga

I used to be a very good tennis player, I was ranked as one of the best in my country. I used to play the national tournaments, always finishing in good places and I even played an international tournament, where I earned a gold medal.

But, sometimes, the calamity does not want to wait, and shows itself right at your brightest moments. Two injuries (wrist and knee) and one broken nose, kept me out of the court for over a year. 

After a year without tennis, I decided it was time for me to do another sport, unless I wanted to get fat, which I did not. (fatter actually, because a year without sport is enough to make me a bit "bigger" to the sides.)

So, I decided to accompany my mother to one of the lessons she takes,

Yoga

 I myself, was the first to think, what am I doing here?, even before the class started. I was one ignorant more, who thought Yoga was not a sport, but and old ladies activity.

You can picture me, entering the place with arrogance and pride, believing that one little Yoga lesson would be nothing for an athletic and muscular tennis champion.
 I had never been so wrong in my entire life.

Throughout the class, my arms felt weak, my legs stumbled and I felt like falling. Those were 90 minutes of pure muscular pain. It seems that the champion wasn't as strong as he thought.

Benefits in my life

The main benefit for someone like me, who always is taking care of his physical appearance, is obviously what the sport part does. Every muscle in my body seems to be stronger, and also looks so. Now, I am even close to getting what I always tried to achieve but never could, a six pack.

My body is changing, growing and getting better looking, I swear, sometime maybe, you'll get to see the progress.

Moreover, every class fills you with a positive energy, which allows to be more patient in your everyday life.