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Thoughts I Have During Yoga Class
I’ve dabbled in yoga for quite a few years, and while I know “practiced” is the correct term, it feels more fitting to say that I’ve been “doing” yoga. I adore the practice and the way it makes me feel, yet I can’t shake the feeling that I’m not very good at it. I often fumble my breathing, inhaling when I should be exhaling. Holding my breath? Yeah, that’s a classic me move. And perhaps the biggest challenge—I struggle to stay present, which is kind of the whole point of yoga. Instead of focusing on breathing through my chakras, my mind roams free. When the instructor reminds us to focus on our breath and let go of outside distractions, this is what’s swirling in my head…
Did I just hear my stomach growl? I’m starving. What’s for dinner? Is there enough gas in my car? Can I afford to fill it up? Wait, when does the game start? Who are we even playing? I’m the worst sports fan, but I really do enjoy college football. Maybe I should think about going back to school. Oh man, I have so much laundry to tackle. I can’t wait to move.
And breathing deeply… I seriously need more yoga clothes. I wonder if Goodwill has any? Oh right, Goodwill is hit or miss. Maybe I should check out the consignment shops instead. Where did that one place move that was just down the road? And there’s my stomach again. I’ve got those baby carrots and yogurt dill dip at home. Who am I kidding? This is what I want to snack on? Yoga is really making me aware of what I’m putting into my body. Baby carrots with dip, and don’t forget the Ben and Jerry’s. Lunch and dinner sorted right there. Boom.
In this moment, I crave food that’s outside the studio. Why don’t I just eat before class? This happens all the time. Great, I’m that stereotype—the hungry lady who’s a little too comfy in her yoga pants. Don’t judge me, fit folks; I’m just thinking about baby carrots. Oh, I need to invest in a yoga mat. It’s silly to keep borrowing one when I can get one for like $6 at Target. I’ll add that to my to-do list.
And here we go into child’s pose… Oh, I LOVE this pose. Yes, stretch it out! I’m feeling so flexible right now. I can feel my spine elongating through my fingertips. Speaking of spines, I should definitely look up those finishing moves from Mortal Kombat when I get home. Which character pulls out the spine? That’s such a killer move. The kids would get a kick out of that. Is that too violent? I mean, I grew up playing video games and I’m not a serial killer… yet. If I don’t eat soon, I might turn into one.
Now onto proud warrior… Heck yeah, I’m a proud warrior! I’ve got this—totally nailed it. I can already feel the soreness creeping in for tomorrow. This is just an intro class? Thank goodness I didn’t opt for power yoga. That would probably be the end of me. I’m so hungry. What time is it? Oh right, apples are at home too.
And tree pose. Really visualize your feet as roots… My foot is a root! Look at me! I should wear my glasses so I can see how awesome I look right now. I AM a majestic tree. I really should relax and breathe like we’re meant to and be present. But oh, my stomach… This place is so beautiful; I love that mural. Is it meaningful or just pretty? Maybe I should ask.
Now we lie down on our backs and mentally scan our bodies to unwind… THIS is the moment! This flat-on-my-back, arms at my sides, palms up, doing nothing but breathing pose? Yeah, I’ve got this one down.
And breathe… AND BREATHE.
Namaste. Nailed it.
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Summary
In this light-hearted reflection on yoga class, I share my internal monologue filled with distractions, cravings, and humorous thoughts that pop up while trying to focus on my practice. While I love yoga, I often find myself struggling to stay in the moment, letting my mind wander to food and other daily life issues instead. It’s a relatable journey of a yoga enthusiast who embraces the chaos of thoughts while attempting to find balance on the mat.