My yoga experience

For the ladies that are too lazy to get on a life-sucking, breath-taking, blood-pumping, muscle-shaping machine, but who have to make belief they are working out, there are the yoga classes. Of course, the difficulty of the program is proportional to the physical qualities of the instructor, but in this case, the wannabe guru will do, especially as with yoga one is suppose to keep the eyes closed, the breathing steady and the body in contact with the floor :)
Missing the aquagym hour with Moises, me and A decided to enter the dark Ikea-decorated room and see what the big deal about yoga is. Impressions? The music was nice. The ambiance ( :) ) was pleasant. The spoken italian couldn't have hurt. Anything else? No, pretty much it.
My mother is a philosophy teacher, so of course she says that i did not get the point of yoga, that i need years and years of training before being enlightened with respect to the endless benefic effects it has on the body and the mind. I just think she needs to try it one day and then decide for herself whether yoga is really and art, or just a really good excuse for spending an hour or so doing nothing. I think it is all based on .... yes, perception. The ambiance ( :) ), the warm colors, the dimness of the lights - all create a feeling of relax - it only takes a few candles, some low volume chill out music and a carpet. Is the rest manipulation? Am i too shallow to understand the meaning of " inspire through the hands and expire through the feet" and " feel your body as it is becoming one with the ground" ? Am I too skeptic to enjoy the " pleasant sensations of liberation and difference between the left and the right side of me " after i have been kept in one position for a minute or so, and thus when getting back to the natural vertical state there is indeed a difference? Am i indeed incapable of not thinking i am head down and all my circulation is interfered with while i am supposed to " relax and see my body from above and then from below" ? Indeed, i agree that it was relaxing. Indeed, there are pleasant sensations. And i guess i did miss out on a lot of things as i didn't always understand what i was supposed to feel at one time or another as i do not know all ( non of ) the muscle names in italian nor all the body parts... But i did my best to relax, to enjoy the session, and not to burst into laughter at the corny stuff like " abandon your body and walk away" and " every single muscle is soft, with every breath you become heavier".....
It is all perception. Even if i do have to admit that concentrating on a different part of the body and forgetting about the previous one while you lie on your back is insightful, i strongly believe that it has been my first and last session of yoga.