Not so long ago, I came to the conclusion that I just didn’t like yoga. I had forced myself for years to enjoy it – signing myself up for the odd class back in Adelaide and pushing myself to attend, even roping friends and family in with me to ensure I would turn up. I found 90-minute classes tedious. My mind would not quieten down and I would constantly be turning my head to check the time on the clock, wishing that it would pass faster and I could go home. I inevitably felt good post class, but prior and during, I hated it.
Just when I felt at peace with my decision of not enjoying the zen-like practice, I have been slowly getting back into yoga – and enjoying it. I wrote not long ago that it is important to listen to our bodies when we need a step back. I believe it is also important to change up our exercise routines from time to time. Not only is change as good as a holiday, but it kick starts our enthusiasm for fitness, helps us reassess our reasons for exercise and shocks our bodies out of their comfortable plateau.
I am now attending yoga classes about twice a week. They relax me and soothe me. They force me to slow down and consider my surroundings. They ease my stress and anxiety. And best of all, they leave me feeling great. I feel so strong at the moment thanks to my countless downward dog poses. My limbs feel long and supple. Today, my triceps and upper back muscles are actually hurting!
For the first time in my life I am enjoying yoga and finally ‘get’ what it is that people like about it. While I would never forgo my other exercise regime for full time yoga, I am loving its calming benefits and its soothing qualities. As I write this post lying in bed on a lazy Sunday morning in New York, I am looking forward to my next Wednesday and Friday morning yoga sessions. I have a lot to catch up on after all these years of missing out!