Between a long weekend in New Orleans, a cold and crunch time at work, it’ s been a hectic time and my yoga has paid the price. Nothing more than a temporary setback but it always take a bit of time to get back into the groove and my shoulders seem to tighten up at the drop of a hat.
In class today I realized a general sense of …being uncomfortable. First, I’m stuffed into a shirt and leggings that are clingy and not my outfit of choice. Second, the voices in my head that alternate between telling me I stink, and suggesting I sit down. Third, the heat, that consistently turns my hair into a bird’s nest. Fourth, the difficulty of the postures.
It’s varying degrees of being uncomfortable for 90 minutes. I think the trick is getting used to it, getting comfortable with being uncomfortable and gaining the sense of satisfaction when it’s done!