Today’s yoga practice was three things:
- Showed actual progress.
I woke up this morning feeling like absolute death mentally, mostly because of nightmares. I’m not particularly surprised; when I did yoga in the past, any time I stretched out my hips, sad emotions overwhelmed me.
Yoga instructors of practices passed tell me that ’emotions are stored in the hips’, which was why, several months after the fact, it felt like my mother had just died all over again.
Who knows what kinds of negative emotions I’m currently releasing from my relatively dormant and un-stretched muscles. I’m finding out, though!
Still; in spite of the fact that I slept in this morning, I did pause during lunch with my accountabilibuddy to practice. It was hot as hell this afternoon (+1 for morning practice) but since it was short and sweet, I was able to throw on a dress, let my hair down, and head out to my co-working space.
I can feel and see a difference in my body. It’s really subtle, but there was more of a quiet strength there today when I struggled through my planks. It still burned, I still wobbled a bit… but I held on longer.
I feel like I’ve leveled up! Level two, yo. Still have a ways to go to get to level ninety-nine, but I’m on my way.