As I did a new Yoga DVD today I was reaching for my yoga strap to do a leg stretch.  Just as I placed it around my foot I saw a big, black, creepy, crawly spider! I screamed and threw the strap to the side- chills ran down my spine. I don’t like spiders.

For those of you who practice yoga you know you have to concentrate not only on the poses but the breathing too. I tried to center myself back into the stretch- minus the strap. My mind kept wondering, “Where could that spider be?” I continued on with my practice, with my eyes scanning the floor every few moments.

Frankie was sitting next to me as I did Yoga and she was busy sniffing the strap.

Soon enough I was able to let the thought of the spider go. I figured he likely scampered under the table and was now long gone.

As I was finishing up the last pose which had me standing and stretching my arms forward and opening my hands out in prayer, centering myself for the final pose, I felt something crawl down my arm!!  OMG- it was the spider!  Was he on me the whole time?  I swung my other arm around and wildly swatted the spider from my arm (I can only imagine if someone was looking in wondering what this new yoga pose was all about).

The spider fell to the floor and Frankie took off like a shot towards it. I grabbed my pretty purple yoga block… and yes, I must say, he met his fate from the block coming down on top of him. My whole body shivered with goosebumps to think he had been along for the ride the duration of my practice.

Still creeped out by the event I walked back upstairs, feeling a bit guilty I killed him so quickly. But then I chuckled as I thought, I dare a spider to do the downward dog—good luck with six legs, fella.