Can there ever be too many words? I love words, I love pictures. Can you post one too many. Can I receive your message or get on your frequency if you decide to keep rambling?
My 30 day challenge has turned into an everyday challenge.
Decided to take the 9:30 am class, since I had one more day off of work. I have not been right since…..
Get to class at 9:15, to my surprise the room was not hot, just a little warm. I lay my mat down and begin to stretch. A first timer lays her mat very close to mine, so I sit up look around and realize its not crowded and plenty of space. I’m determines not to make her feel uncomfortable, but to throw positive energy her way.
So we greet with a smile, and lay back down. The instructor is a man, who is very loud, really loud, extremely loud. He began by checking out everybody’s mat and towels and then their feet.
Speaking of feet, normally I wear socks, primarily because I need a pedicure and have not taken the time to get it done. (yes, I know bad and ridiculous) however, the instructor made me
take my socks off!!! Really? Really? Ok no big deal, although I wanted to yell out “please no one look at feet, focus on your own feet people!” Okay but I didn’t.
Class begins and he instructor stays on my side of the room, I was trying to focus but this dude was paying attention to my every move, plus talking in a different language (note to self, get Rosetta Stone). At times he was annoying but I liked him and his style. A
I realized that although the class is for me, I tend to work a little more when the instructor is close. Looking forward to tomorrow 5 am!
The last 15 days was a roller coaster except I was coasting. Situations I would normally be up for, I coast through and situations that would be totally a downer, I coast through as well. Overall, I balanced.
I think that is the perfect solution of life and the answer to perfecting life, just balance.
In class today, a co- lifer chose to move her mat completely in front of me, and then turned around and said “you should move your mat to the left or right because I am now blocking your view in the mirror” I looked to left there was no room I was already sitting a 1/2 inch from the person to my left, and to the right was the wall which I was already hitting.
I looked to her left and right of my fellow co-lifer and realized there was at least 47 inches to her left, but she chose to move her mat to block my mirror view.
Was there a solution?
Absolutely, I politely said okay, and didn’t move because I couldn’t move but I also realized this was an okay moment. No need to be upset or a need to send correction energy her way. I relaxed and gave my all.
Although, class was crowded and hot, I chose to coast through it and give it my best. So, to me I perfected that class.
I am looking forward to the next 1/2 of this challenge, I will coast through it while enjoying it and giving it my all.
This morning, I decided to attend the 7 am Bikram Yoga class, it was quite the challenge. Well, it down right hurt. Every pose seemed so much harder…
On the flip side, I was more focused and had more fun, I was laughing on the inside. I couldn’t believe how I was feeling and how my poses were so hard, I actually had to laugh.
I don’t know what the the problem was, but I’m determined to enjoy this morning class, therefore see you tomorrow at 5:00 am.
I am really on a journey, and who knew doing a 30 day challenge would change my life entirely?
So on day 6, my son was in West Virginia for a basketball tournament. His first time away without mommy, he was excited and well I was breathing. He was due to return midday.
My plan was to pick him up and attend class at 4:30. One of my greatest friends decided to come over and fix my broken headlight and also attend hot yoga with me, to my surprise. To say the least I was delighted and excited all day, hot yoga with a friend, son coming back, and time to rest.
My son hadn’t returned as of 3:30and cell phones were not allowed on the trip, so I had no way to communicate with him. So we waited and waited and then waited a little longer. We decided to head out to yoga.
At 4pm we received a call that he was back. I was so elated and geeked that it was time to see my son. Every organ inside my body was alive!
Then it hit me…WHAT ABOUT YOGA? A small voice inside of me whispered “you have been in training for today….” I thought odd, but figured I had been doing yoga daily and I can do a double on day 7 and my body was prepared for doubles.
To the school we go, as good parents we stop to buy snacks knowing he would be starving. Why?!? For some weird reason my son will starve himself, in the hopes of saving his money to buy a games or accessories or music, anything but food.
My son walks to car, I’m so excited that I began all the crazy mommy stuff such as, I missed you baby, I love you so much and I’m glad you are back!! Course he gives me the “stop it now” look “my teammates are watching.”
But there’s something else on his face, distant and uncomfortable. I tell him not to worry, we have snacks in car, his room is waiting, his game has not been touched and he can choose whatever he wants for dinner…..
The principal walks over to car and say “you may want to get his hand checked out he fell yesterday before game”
Okay….let me see your hand?? OMG your hand is the size of your head and it appears to be a bone protruding from your wrist!!!!! We have to go to the emergency room!!!
Son: it hurts a little
Mom: when did you fall?
Son: yesterday before game, but I stilled played
Okay so you have a broken hand and you played in a basketball tournament. Time for me to be breathe and come to myself.
After suspicions confirmed, fracture hand in several places. I realized how calmed I remained, how I stayed present and how I enjoyed staying in a place of calmness.
I thank God for Bikram yoga, and the challenge I look forward to many more lessons.
Class tonight at 6:30, stay present.
Okay day 4, well was another day of soreness and for some reason a little sadness.
However Day 5, was a complete turn around. Absolutely wonderful! After attending the 5:00 pm class and truly enjoying every minute my day 5 was spectacular!!!
I realized I am lighter, not sure in pounds but definitely mentally. I felt so great doing all the poses and realizing my body is opening up. I felt so relaxed and in control of my breathing and thoughts. I was really having party!!
Somehow I have been revitalized.
Oh Happy Day….so I have made a rule never to complain about life, really about anything. My rule is accept, fix and learn. I have a very full life, I love my jobs and receive as much benfit from all of them as the people I serve receive. It goes without saying that I am extremely busy, very busy for the majority of the day.
HERE comes the funny part…. I decided after work to go to the gym for a bit, again to get cardio in before my Bikram class, which today started at 6:30! I normally workout in a sweatshirt or long sleeve knit shirt to maximize my benifits and keep my muscles warm. I left the gym went home to put dinner on and I had about 15 minutes to get out the house and back on the road to the yoga studio.
I arrived at the studio at 6:21 pm, nine minutes to find a spot and begin releasing my thoughts….I take my sweater off…..take my scarf off…… take my shoes off….put my keys away…..I look down and realize I have a long sleeve knit shirt on!!!
Now what??? surely I can’t do yoga in my bra?????? OH that hot room with this shirt on!!!!
Well, I sucked it up, I gather my mat and my towel, found a place to lay down and began breathing. I refused to give it, I refused to sit down on any pose, and dare myself to become nauseate (surprisingly it worked, I didnt become nauseated not once) However, I noticed everyone kept staring at me throughout the class. Was it the long sleeve shirt or because I was soaking wet after the first three poses?
Lessons for day 2:
1. I will never wear a long sleeve shirt to Bikram Yoga ever again, and if I slip up and do, I will be performing in my bra!!!
2. Anything is possible
3. Stay present
I loved Day 2!!!!!!