I have been behind on my blogging of the 7 days of Hot Yoga experience! What follows is what I wrote on day 5 which was about 5 days ago. After the line of asterisk below is me today.
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Day 4:
If you follow me on twitter or we’re friends on facebook, you know that I didn’t make it to yoga yesterday either, thanks to a stupid GO train delayed 20 minutes.
Also, you may know that I found the solution to my living arrangements for me and my cat. And as great as it is to have it all sorted, I’m totally bummed that for atleast a month I’m going to be separated from my little baby. I actually had a hard time not crying on the train after I talked to the guy who is going to be looking after her.
Day 5:
Today’s class was Power Flow Yoga, significantly more intense than the two classes I attended earlier this week. I was feeling really tired and a bit depressed, and had a hard time keeping up. The room seemed hotter than usual. But I kept at it, and as always missed out on one round of sun salutations. Those things kill me!
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And then for some reason, I stopped writing and never came back to it.
I figured out what the readings were, they were from a The Secret Daily Teachings Calendar. Some of them were pretty good, some of them were your typical The Secret positive psychology stuff. Some of which is great, but I do have mixed feelings about it. But that’s not the point of these posts, silly!
I can just tell you that I was sore after yoga on day 5. Sore, tired and depressed. I don’t believe that was related, I’ve been going through transitions almost constantly lately and its taking it’s toll. Today, I’m sitting in the backyard of my fourth home in as many months. It’s hard to feel at home anywhere when you’re homeless but if I don’t try to make myself feel at home I feel like I can’t breathe or relax or be myself. When I move into my new home, hopefully in a month or a month and an half but no more than two months, I’m going to have to compose a bit of a treatise on this concept of Home, capital “H”. But you know I have had yoga teachers tell me that doing yoga can get you in touch with emotions that have been simmering under the surface. It’s completely possible.
Why do I like yoga? Because I don’t really do it for the spiritual stuff. You may know that the term Yoga is sanskrit, roughly translating to union; basically the union of body, mind and spirit. But let’s face it, most of us do yoga because it’s a mildly challenging workout that shapes our body the way we want, and it’s not running. Okay, that’s why I like it. and I do enjoy the Shivasana, the relaxation at the end, even though like I mentioned before, I am terrible at it. What I do believe about yoga is that it does more than shape the body in a way that’s aesthetically desirable. I believe that it encourages internal health, and that is in part because of how deliberate, focussed and intense it is.
After yoga I always feel better, even when I’m sore, in a way that other types of exercise don’t really do for me.
