Well, oh well! I didn't update yesterday. But to yoga I did go, yessir. And today, TWICE! Mhm. Pat on the back. And I made soup, and scones, and muffins, and watched Twilight. And then I made Korean BBQ. AND I got the idea for a bestselling novel. What a great day! When I was in yoga today, I realized that most of the time I'm there, I always feel like I'm suffering/enjoying myself. It's a love/hate relationship, really. (Good thematic element for my bestselling novel...) Anyway, I realized today though that I always come out of yoga feeling better, stronger, and it's this feeling that I wish I could remember whenever I feel like not going. I'm now two days past the halfway mark to 30 days and I feel more flexible, sore most days, and more positive about the direction of my life. It's making me think about dedicating myself to another 30 days, making it the 60 day challenge. I talked to a woman today in the studio who dedicated herself to 365 days, which is just, crazy. But maybe it isn't. Maybe making something important to you part of your daily life isn't such a crazy idea. I mean, yoga is taxing, but it's spiritually uplifting, and it's not so insane to devote an hour and a half a day everyday, is it? Bikram was really hard to get used to, but I'm addicted to the heat now. I have a spot on the floor that I claim every class, and I'm convinced it's the hottest part of the studio. When I come out of the studio, I feel like the cold just hits me like an unpleasant feeling, not the breath of fresh air that I craved so much when I first started going. I like getting to the studio 30 minutes early to lie in Savasana and prepare myself mentally for the concentration to come, and before I liked getting to the studio a few minutes late so I could spend the least amount of time as possible in that ridiculously hot room. I feel like my body is changing, and so is my mind. The hour and a half is like a constant battle of mind over matter, and the best feeling comes at the end of the class when the final breathing exercise is finished and you're lying there, triumphant for not walking out of the class or giving up. I feel like I've given up on a lot of things throughout the years, and yoga is one of the things that I haven't given up on in the past two weeks. And sure, it's only been two weeks, but as each day passes and I attend class, I feel elated at the end of the day, like that is one accomplishment done. There are so many things on my To Do list these days, and it feels good to check one thing off that box. I guess that's why people like doing New Year's Resolutions so much. It gives them a chance to dedicate themselves to something and make them feel better about each day. Well, it's working, and I'm excited for the first time for the accomplishments that will come after this one. Challenges are good for the heart. I'm excited to go to sleep at night because I'm one day closer to accomplishing my goals.
And I keep having to remind myself: Baby steps, Hana. Baby steps.
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