Meatballs and Yoga Don’t Mix

My first foray into yoga was about ten years ago when a friend and I decided we would take a class together.  It occurred in the early evening, so to get there on time, we would have to dash out of the office and fly up the interstate.  After having left the first class feeling ravenous, we became concerned about taking care of our stomachs (nothing new for us) before class.  Picture the second week: two hungry women speeding up the highway while engulfing overstuffed meatball sandwiches.  In the middle of class, out of the corner of my eye, I saw my friend cowering in the corner with a cramp in her side, the lead-like meatballs making their presence known.  I tried to keep from laughing and tough it out.  Ironically, it was the week the teacher decided to tell us about the yogic lifestyle which included a mostly vegetarian diet and practicing on an empty stomach. Read more