I thought Rainbeau's yoga video was challenging last week. That was before I took Cheryl's class yesterday. I've been doing yoga off and on for five years. More off than on. When I'm on, I'm really on. And when I'm off, I'm way off. I guess that's me - an extremist.
Last year, I had a daily yoga practice from January through May. It started to dwindle in June and July. Then came the 90+ degree weather of August and my practice was down to a few times a month. By October I had stopped completely.
Other than walking the few dog-clients I have, and joining Cheryl at Gold's Gym as her guest that one time, I have basically been inactive. Contently inactive.
With all my anxiety and stress lately, I knew I had to get myself up and out. I might've gone crazy otherwise. Yesterday's class was a great reminder of why I used to have a daily practice. Ninety minutes of stretching, wringing, strengthening, clearing and discipline. The moment I sat on the mat, I was able to drop right in. Breath came back to me. I was surprised by how strong I felt and how flexible I was.
I feel solid, strong and centered in my body today. I'm walking taller, breathing deeper and more focused on tasks at hand. I can also feel my butt rising and my hips shrinking! But wow, am I in pain! Let's just say I had to use my arms to lift my legs into my pants this morning! I took the dogs for a waddle today. My stomach and hips feel bruised. The back of my heart is waking up, screaming! Muscles I forgot I had are aching. But it feels oh-so-good!
I considered taking another class today but decided to do my own stretching instead. Don't want to overdo it. It's my intention to take a class tomorrow and/or Wednesday. Cheer me on, okay? I work at a yoga studio. I have access to the best yoga in town. I should really take advantage of it!