Does three months of regular practice of yoga sound like a lot to you? In the scheme of all things zen, it actually is not. Yet I feel good about three months.
I attend some advanced classes and I do a pretty good job of keeping up at this point. That's something. I still say how much easier it will be for me when I shed some of these unwanted pounds. I was especially thinking that tonight at my class.
The instructor who is already fairly tough decided to hold each pose longer than usual. As my arms were burning in plank pose and downward facing dog, I couldn't help but dream of weighing 50 pounds less.
As I still struggle to keep learning poses and mastering poses, I do not focus as much on breathing, relaxing. However, I do already see the benefits to this aspect of yoga practice.
Prior to starting my yoga journey, I could never breathe (it seemed). My breathing has improved.
As I have mentioned before, there is definitely the benefit of less anxiety. I would like to say that all anxiety has disappeared, maybe someday!
Three months ago, I could not do the tripod pose. Today I did.
Three months ago, my hands and wrists hurt for days after my first two classes.
Three months ago, I didn't know a cobra pose from an eagle pose.
Three months ago, I didn't know how much I would love yoga.
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