YOGA FAIL

My son Alex and I had just finished taking a walk in the park and were driving home.

“Do we have time to stop by the book store?” he asked. “I wanted to get a book on Yoga.”

“We don’t have to stop.” I looked over at him and smiled. “We already have a Yoga book at home.”

“Really?” Alex took his water bottle out of the center console and began unscrewing the top.

“I bought it years ago, but I’m pretty sure I know where it is.” We were just pulling into our neighborhood.

“That would be great.” He took a sip of water and screwed the top closed. “Is it for beginners?”

I guess my pause was a bit too long because Alex began to laugh. “You’ve no idea, do you?”

I shook my head. “I don’t think I ever looked at it after I bought it.” I looked over at him and raised my eyebrows. “But I had really good intentions at the time!”

He placed the water bottle back in the center console and patted me on the shoulder. “No worries. I’ll look it over and show you a few poses later.”

“That would be great!” I pulled into the driveway. “I’m pretty sure it’s on the bookshelf in my office.”

We were walking up the front walk as Alex took the keys from me and unlocked the front door.

“Let me go get it for you.” I said as I tossed my purse on the chair and headed to my office.

Alex followed me.

I began going through the bookshelf. “Hmm…” I ran my fingers down the spines of the books checking each title. “I was positive it was here.” I had gone through all the books on the shelf.

“Are you sure you bought one?” Alex asked as he followed me to another room where there was another bookshelf.

“I’m absolutely positive.” I said as I began going through the books on another shelf. “I still have the yoga mat I got with it.”

“Where’s that?” Alex asked as he looked over my shoulder double-checking the titles.

“It’s under one of the chairs in the living room.” I turned my head to look at him. “I use it every once in a while when I do exercises so I’m not just laying on the hardwood floors.”

After I’d gone through all the titles on the shelf I stood back up and stretched my stiff back. “I can’t imagine where else it could be.”

“See.” Alex pointed to what I was doing. “Yoga would help with your tight back.”

“That’s exactly why I bought the book in the first place.” I said. “I just forgot to follow through with it.”

“Well, thanks for looking.” Alex said as he headed to the front door. “I’m going to head out to the book store. I’ll be back in a little bit.”

“Wait, I’ll come with you.” I said as I scooped my purse off the chair and followed him out the door.

“Are you looking for anything in particular?” he asked as we headed for his car.

“Well, now that you’ve inspired me I was thinking about finding a book on home Pilates without all the fancy equipment that goes with it.”

Alex turned around and started to laugh. “Do you think Pilates is going to be easier to do than Yoga?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “I said I was going to look for a book. I didn’t say anything about buying it.”