When I tell people (especially people who have never experienced yoga) that I practice yoga, a typical comment is: "Wow! You must be really flexible." I don't mind that comment at all, but for me, yoga is much more mental than physical. Yes, I am twisting my body into poses it might not use at work, and often those poses are a physical challenge, but it is concentration and awareness of my body's alignment that helps me achieve those poses - more than physical strength.
Yesterday evening, we were doing Parivrtta Trikonasana (Revolved Triangle Pose), and I just couldn't figure it out. Like a puzzle with one piece at the wrong angle, I just couldn't make it come together. My hips were not in alignment, and I would change the position of my feet, or the twist of my back, or the angle of my legs - but it just didn't feel right. Lisa was working with another student, and I couldn't catch her eye, and then it was time to move on to the next asana. It threw off my concentration for the next few asanas. Yoga is, for me, a mental activity.
After class, I talked with a fellow student about what we're going to do when our Friday evening class goes away. She had been going to the Friday class longer than I have. Like me, the time and date were perfect for her. Like me, she has a few classes in mind, but each choice feels like a compromise. I don't know what I'm going to do. With our new sugar glider on the way, my choices become even more limited.