With the onset of rainy weather, various insects, arachnids and other unwanted creepy-crawlies have begun amassing in my Deluxe Home Fitness Center (a.k.a. my garage). Thus, it wasn't much of a surprise when a bunch of ants interrupted my morning Yoga X session.
I didn't notice them during the first half of the workout; I was too busy trying not to collapse while in Warrior 3. But by the time I plopped down on the floor to stretch my hammies, it was obvious that a good dozen or so ants were scurrying around on the front part of my mat. Maybe they'd gotten lost on their way to the kitchen, or perhaps they were looking to harvest the salt from one of my many yoga-induced sweat puddles. Either way, I couldn't continue exercising while an army of ants staged an offensive just inches from me.
In the end, it probably wasn't very yoga-like of me to start flailing around, smashing bugs with my fingers and spraying ant poison all over my mat, but at least it burned some calories.
And despite having to hit the pause button to commit mass murder, Yoga X was a lot of fun. I'm still rocking Crane, which remains one of my proudest P90X achievements. My only complaint about Yoga X is its length; to fit in all 90 minutes before the kids get up, I have to pop out of bed no later than 5:15 a.m. I suppose it's worth it, but I sure could use the extra Zs.