What's all the fuss about Yoga?!

I love trying out new sports: from water sports to martial arts to athletics. When I was a child, my neighbour convinced me to start horse riding. However, the fact that I hated the smell of horses and stables made me to give up this hobby after a short time. A few years after this failed attempt to awaken a passion for horses, I decided to move to a completely different direction and registered for a martial arts course. I attended a karate course for six years twice a week and was even awarded the green belt. Unfortunately, I had to leave this sports club when I start going to business school. From then on I chose less exciting sports, such as volleyball or athletics.

I have always considered sports to counteract stress at school. This is my justification why I did the following: joining a Yoga course. I just could not reject the tempting offer of the USI! In the first week of October I found myself in a small, stuffy room in the basement of the Karl-Franzens University that has nothing in common with these fancy and inspiring fitness rooms you can see in movies. But don’t judge a book by its cover (although I should have done it in this case)… In the first lesson we were lying nearly a whole hour on the floor and learning how to breathe “properly”. Also the following yoga sessions were bitter disappointments. We had to do poses which have completely hilarious names, like “der herabschauende Hund” or “der Baum” and my personal favourite “das Kuhgesicht”. And the whole being motionless makes me so bored. Besides, my yoga teacher is a humourless guy who hasn’t laughed at my jokes once! And over time he just gets more annoying, which is largely because he is constantly repeating the sentence “The energy flows where the attention goes”.

These are my rather underwhelming experiences with yoga so far. I think I’m not going to give this “sports” another go in the next few years.