I’ve dabbled in yoga for quite a few years now, and while I’ve certainly engaged in the practice, it’s safe to say I haven’t quite mastered it yet. I absolutely adore the experience and how it makes me feel, but I often find myself questioning my abilities. I stumble over my breathing, inhale when I should exhale, and have a tendency to hold my breath—definitely not the goal! Perhaps the biggest hurdle is staying present in the moment, which is something yoga emphasizes. Instead of focusing on my breath and aligning my chakras, my mind tends to drift. While the instructor encourages us to let go of outside distractions, this is what’s happening in my head…
Is that my stomach rumbling? I’m starving. What’s for dinner tonight? Do I have enough gas in my car? Can I afford to fill it up? What time does the football game start? Who are we even playing? I’m a terrible fan, but I really do enjoy college football. Maybe I should consider going back to school. And wow, the laundry is piling up. I can’t wait to move.
Breathe in… and out… I really need more yoga clothes. I wonder if I can find any at Goodwill. But wait, Goodwill isn’t the best choice. Maybe I should check out some consignment shops. Where did that one store go that was just down the road? And there goes my stomach again. Oh right, I have those baby carrots and yogurt dip waiting for me. Who am I kidding? This yoga journey is making me aware of what I actually want to eat. Baby carrots with yogurt dip, and don’t forget the Ben & Jerry’s ice cream. Lunch and dinner sorted—boom!
Why don’t I eat before class? This always happens. Great, I’m fitting the stereotype of the always-hungry woman. Don’t judge me, slender folks; I’m seriously thinking about baby carrots. I should invest in a yoga mat. It’s silly to keep borrowing one. They’re only, what, $6 at Target? I need to get on that.
And now, child’s pose… Oh, how I adore this position. Yes, stretch it out! I’m feeling my spine elongate through my fingertips. Speaking of spines, I need to look up those final moves from Mortal Kombat on YouTube. I can’t remember which character yanks out the spine of their opponent, but that’s just epic. The boys would totally get a kick out of that. Is that too violent? I played video games growing up, and I promise, I’m not a serial killer—yet. If I don’t eat soon, who knows?
Now, onto proud warrior… You bet I’m a proud warrior! I’ve got this under control. Tomorrow’s going to bring some serious soreness. This is Intro to Yoga? I’m so relieved I didn’t try power yoga; that would have been brutal. Speaking of food, what time is it? Oh, I’ve got apples at home too.
And tree pose. Really focus on grounding your feet like roots… My foot is a root! Look at me go. I should definitely wear my glasses in here to admire my own awesomeness. I AM a magnificent tree. I need to relax and breathe as instructed, and be present. Oh, but I’m starving. This studio is so lovely; I adore that mural. I wonder if it has any significance or if it’s just for looks. Maybe I’ll ask about it.
Now we’re lying on our backs, scanning our bodies to relax… THIS is what I’m all about! This pose, flat on my back, arms at my sides, palms up—this is my jam at this stage in life.
And breathe… and breathe… Namaste. Nailed it!
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In summary, while yoga may lead my thoughts on a humorous journey of self-reflection and distraction, it remains a cherished practice that brings me joy and awareness. From pondering food choices to embracing my inner tree, every class is an opportunity for growth—both physically and mentally.