As I muse about my trip to Italy in September, I think “Oh I must take my mat with me” and just like that, all my former labels melt away…. In the same way I’m no longer “not a morning person”, I am also no longer “someone who would never work out on holiday”. Happily, I shed the labels.
Having walked through confusion for some time now, looking for my bearings in every nook and cranny, I think about what clarity looks like. It has been some time since chaos has become the status quo for my mind, and as soon as Sara speaks those words, I begin to actively seek out, and even crave, some stillness.
Directly to my right is a practitioner I met recently at Urban Yoga, and who I happen to have shared a handful of practices with. It comforts me to have someone whose energy I connected to upon first meeting with right there next to me.
Yin also does something spectacular, which is really teach you about your body, what it likes, and what it doesn’t.
I smile to myself, the humour in my practice today not lost on me, and decide to keep smiling throughout. They say making it to the mat is half the battle, so all I have is half a battle to go, and in a few seconds, my mindset shifts and I’m ready.
I make it to the mat, which is 90% of the challenge, as I learn the hard way today. Before I have time to think that much, we’ve taken our first breaths and I’m in the first downward-dog of this challenge.