Prego Yoga

It was always pretty ironic to me that “Prego” is the short, cutesy term for being pregnant. In Italian, Prego means “You’re Welcome”…pretty fitting wouldn’t you say?! You’re welcome, baby, for taking over my body for 9 months and wrecking havoc on my otherwise benign existence. You’re welcome, baby, for giving me a sore back, mood swings, exhaustion along with an interrupted sleep pattern of an ever expanding body with a hungry occupant who wants milk and cookies at say 4:50 am. Like I said, ironically fitting… Oh yeah and not having said cookies in the house at 4:50am…Not good people…

But anyway…Prego Yoga…so I’ve been doing Yoga and Pilates for a while off and on at the gym, but since we’re down to one car (with me taking the train to work), I have no way to get there. Rather than skip out on a very important exercise that builds strength and flexibility, something I’m told I’ll need for the “Great Stretch” of childbirth…Oooooo I can’t wait *shudders*, I figured I’d be proactive and find a substitute. Netflix obliged with a “Pregnancy Yoga” video that’s about 30 mins, perfect for after work while dinner’s cooking, right?!

Dinner’s on…took a little longer than planned, but I’m still committed…pop on the video and get ready to bust some yoga…about 11 mins into the video, Ricky (my husband for those of you who may not know) comes home.

Men & women’s exercise videos…BAD combo…

He proceeds to start his running commentary of “Who is cute enough to have his baby” (Oh yeah, Ricky’s knew standard of beauty is whether or not he would have a child with you *sarcastic smirk*) and “Holy cow, are you sure she’s pregnant, she just looks really FAT!”…you get the idea… This earned him getting kicked out of his sacred “Man Cave” where the TV happens to be, to his laptop with a “Stir dinner, please!”

Trust me, it’s hard enough for ME to take these videos seriously as it is…with all these pregnant women in spandex, strangely devoid of stretch marks, smiling like they’re getting paid…Oh wait, they are! But I was really trying here… the winter has me pretty lackadaisical in the exercise department. So I press on…finally when they all lean forward to touch their toes and barely can see them, never mind touch them…I lost it…sorry, I just couldn’t take it anymore…all I could think was “Just another centimeter and it’s gonna look like Prego dominos!”

So I’ve come to a decision…I’m switching back to Regular yoga and pilates videos until I’m at least further along to fully enjoy the “I can’t see my toes” experience of Prego Yoga…

P.S. Just to be clear I do “Power Yoga”…the other chanting type creeps me out…