Day 1 of Yoga Challenge


Thirty yoga classes in thirty days.

If I skip one day, I have to make up for it on a weekend, catch two classes. But a lot like other monthly challenges, this is one that will challenge me mentally and physically. I am reminded of the NaNoWriMo challenge, but there is a huge difference. I can’t do extra yoga sessions at 3AM to get ahead. Well I could get multiple classes done in one day, but pacing is the main part to this Om-arathon. Not over doing it, not pushing too hard to injure, just find that stretch. Finding that spot where it’s just a little too uncomfortable, then seeing why it is, backing up a little, then pushing just a teeny bit more.

Yesterday was my first Sivananda class. A lot of the principles in this type do cross over to the other types of classes I have taken. Having a sinus inflammation lately, made the breathing exercises a little fun. For a moment there, I couldn’t breathe out of my left side. Must do more Neti pot in the next few days… possibly thirty. It’s been a while since I’ve done the flow through the Sun Salutations. Felt a little clumsy, but definitely got the place where I could feel the stretch on my upper thigh and hip, as well as my throat. Part of me wanted to stay in some positions a little longer; cobra felt good in the lower back, and downward dog to get the backs of my calves loosened up. Didn’t quite match up the breaths with the positions, but will get that in time. Incorrect practicing at home?

And then the headstand.

I didn’t fall. I did find the position interesting when I got my arms into triangle, then put the crown of my head on the mat, then the inverted V shape, where I could feel the tension in hamstrings, and calves. And then when I leaned forward, and brought my legs up. Well, let’s just say, my shoulders told me that I was not anywhere near being ready to do one. I do hold a lot of tension there. The muscle feels like bone. Many massage therapists basically can dig deep to break up the knots. Headstand will come in time.

Think it’s called crow, where you squat, put your hands forward on the ground, then rest your inner thighs on the backs of your elbows. I got off the ground, and balanced for a minuscule three seconds. Then the contents of my sinuses shifted and I almost fell on my face. I chuckled and got back into it, this time, with only my big toes barely tickling the mat. Back twisting was good, think I freaked out some of my neighbouring yogis when my back popped and I grunted with the release.

And shavasana. Yay, that was a deep one with the last relaxation, and for some reason a memory came back to me.

Living on the farm, the last year. It was summer, and I knew that there was the Move into town. Just me and mom. We spent a lot of that summer watching tv and movies, and reading. Not really dealing with the divorce or the painful parts of life. And the one month where I kept falling asleep during the Chuck Norris movie, had a Doberman or a Rottweiler in the beginning of it. Fifteen minutes in, BAM! I’m out like a light. There was a big huge chunk of foam, more squarish single bed size. I’d make my bed in the living room, flicker of the tv, sound of the pages as Mom read, windows open brought the occasional summer breeze through the long house, dogs out barking at the edge of the home section. I was warm and comfortable there. And not a care in the world that I would like to acknowledge. It was one of the strongest memories of love that I’ve ever had. It felt like home. There have been other smaller places that have felt that way for me, but not as strong or as deep.

I have no idea what that memory means for it to come up, but I do know this, it’s challenging my emotional state as well. Breaking physical tightness will help release emotional tightness. Maybe subconsciously I’ve ‘Made this Place Home-Like so it is Comfortable during times of Discomfort’.

I’m thankful that I started the thirty day challenge with this one class. No hot yoga to start this one off, that is tomorrow. And this challenged me as well.

I’m still here,

Pearce

P.S. Check in with your local yoga studios for 30 day challenges throughout the year.

P.S.S. More reflective thoughts on yoga to come in the next 30 days. You have been warned.

P.S.S.S. May include a paypal link, buy a guy a coconut water?

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