9.3.13

List #200: What I Think About in Downward Facing Dog

Somehow it seems fitting that my 200 (ish)* list should discuss a new force in my life. See, somewhere back in October I decided that I wanted to start practicing yoga. I needed a form of exercise that wasn't competitive, strengthened my body, and restored my mind. And I just had a feeling that yoga would be it. Admittedly it took me awhile to gain the courage to try it out. Plus, there was a Groupon purchased that ended up being a medium-sized fail. But eventually, I got there.

It's been two months since I've made yoga a part of my normal routine. I've been going to classes once or twice a week and I try to fit an a workout at home in between sessions.

I'm still working on it though, because when I'm twisting my body into shapes that push my limits and sweat is dripping down my face and down my chest, this is what I'm thinking:

  • I love this, I love this, I love this.
  • Oops. I hope I didn't forget to turn off the stove.
  • I hate this, I hate this, I hate this.
  • Why does every woman I know have to have babies?
  • I want everyone around me to feel happiness.
  • I want to feel happy.
  • What do I have to do at work tomorrow?
  • I have to remember to check my email when I get home.
  • Is Parks and Recreation new tonight? 
  • Am I ever going to go on a new date?
  • There is no way I'm going any deeper. 

But then all of these thoughts disappear. And if they don't vanish all together, they become a lot whole lot quieter. I push my body further to limits. I breathe in colors and exhale the negative. I listen to my breath. I smile when I reach a position that I actually enjoy. And I find my mind at ease. At least for a few minutes at a time.

I don't know where this yoga road will take me. But already I've managed to stay on it longer than I was expecting.

*I am pretty sure my numbering is off in some posts. I've tried to go back and fix them through time. But I always seem to find an error anytime I attempt this. 

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