I decided to try taking a yoga class a little while after I had started to recover from my second ACL reconstruction (tore my first one 7 years prior to the second). Needless to say, my knees are not that flexible.
I went to a class at an LA Fitness and sat down towards the back of the room since I knew I was not "experienced". We started the class sitting Indian-style - and I maneuvered as best as I could. Apparently it wasn't good enough. The male instructor noticed my lack of flexibility right away, and across the room of 20 people shouted right away and asked if I could bend any further. I sheepishly said no.
That felt like one of the longest hours of my life with this instructor with him constantly calling me out. At the end of the class, we all relaxed in shavasana - or corpse pose. You basically lie on the floor with palms up and completely relax. I though I was doing well on this one, until I heard a voice say, "Do what I tell you to." I opened my eyes to light gray spandex and his junk about 9 inches from my face. I still have no idea what he did to "readjust" my body and make me relax more, but he seemed content with the outcome of the readjustment. I think I was more relaxed before he came over.
