Yoga? More like Yogi Bear

I'll be the first to admit that I'm not the most active of people. I'm more of an indoors kind of girl. Lately, the only form of exercise I've been getting is from walking up and down my three flights of stairs. If I lived in a bungalow I'd probably be morbidly obese.
I'm also one of those really annoying individuals who is always on some kind of 'diet.' I calorie count to the max, do well for a few days and then go out drinking or to a restaurant and blow it for the rest of the week.
Or (and I'm sure this drives my friends crazy) I'll say I really want to eat something and then quickly remind myself that it's bad for my waistline and that I'll feel really guilty later. Then after a few minutes think 'maybe I should just treat myself' and this debate goes on and on until - and this is inevitable - I eat the damn thing anyway. It is a vicious cycle. Vicious, but delicious.
So when my friend suggested I go to a yoga class with her tonight I had two simultaneous reactions:

1. Yoga? That doesn't sound like much fun. Isn't it all about locusts and birds and inhaling and exhaling?
2. I have been trying to lose the same 10 pounds for the last three years. Maybe for once I should actually move my body.

So, in a bid to become slightly more active (I say slightly, because let's face it, it's yoga and not rugby) I agreed to give it a try. So off we went and I am proud to say I am no longer a yoga virgin.
Was it fun? Well, it was...interesting. Did I look graceful? Definitely not. I was a wobbly, unstable mess. Was I improving my fitness? Well I did feel some tension in my muscles, muscles that I don't think I've used since my P.E lessons at school. It was pretty relaxing, and I think with time it will definitely help with my coordination and flexibility, so I may stick with it.
Did I feel any thinner, albeit psychologically? No, not in the slightest, but it probably didn't help that I had a huge, very tasty portion of bruschetta and fajitas afterwards. But after an hour and a half of getting into ridiculous positions and trying not to burst into a fit of laughter when the instructer started chanting 'Ashanti' at us, I think I deserved it.