Just kidding, just kidding…but up until last week, there was a part of me that was terrified that I would never love it again. That shit is hard!!!! It’s definitely been the hardest thing for me to get back into after this pregnancy and c-section recovery. To be honest, my first 4 classes were heartbreaking. Yoga is my passion, it fixes me, it makes me a better, more grounded, less anxious person. I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have it in my life. There are times when Miles asks me to go to yoga, just so I can get right. (and be nicer:))
When I went back, I couldn’t even recognize my body. Things hurt that have never hurt before, very simple poses were nearly impossible for me. I walked out completely understanding why someone would go to yoga for the first time, and never go back. For a few days, I didn’t want to go back. One of my absolute favorite teachers and mentors, Ashley Bell, shared a quote during class that put it all into perspective. Here it is.
I don’t know if she was talking to me, but it sure felt like it. I need to read this quote daily. For more about Ashley, check out her website www.ashleybellyoga.com. Click on the “inspiration” page. Seriously, she’s the best of the best.
After making an embarrassing scene in the class and leaving in tears, I did the most important thing, I got back on my mat, and will continue to get back on my mat, even when things are shitty…especially when things are shitty. A few weeks later, things started working for me again. I went back to the same class last weekend, and left feeling better and starting to see something that resembled my practice. I still have a long way to go to get back to where I was, but I know I’ll get there.
My goal for next week: get the balls to go back to Charleston Power Yoga. Time to get back to my love- hot power vinyasa.
