My first time doing yoga was scary. I couldn't figure out how muscles grow without weights. Then I found out it wasn't material weights that kept you strong. It's your own weight! So then I went on a crash diet (just kidding)...
Yoga showed me how inflexible I was becoming as I age. I no longer could do the splits or flip into back bends. I had become totally lost in my journey of aging. How could these tight, inflexible joints be mine? I had been working out all of my life? Well, I guess you need to do that bad word....stretch!!! So, I found a yoga class to go to. At the end of that class they actually took some time to just lay there in a pose called corpse. I could actually do that pose with no difficulty!!! Then I remembered back to the last time I got to take a nap on the floor. I believe I was in kindergarten. I forgot how great it felt to lay still in the middle of the afternoon or at the beginning or end of my day. I made a commitment to do this at least once a week. Well, then it became a little obsession and I had to do yoga everyday. Just to get to corpse pose.
Today, I feel good, my attitude is good for the most part,...my confidence has finally landed in my mind, I don't eat the bad stuff I used to love, my body is in great shape, I respond to the world with much more gratitude...etc. etc. etc....
Let's do yoga!
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