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In other words, now it has been almost a month with my yoga. The 1 March I was challenged by one of my best friends, and every day I have stood in front of Youtube and stretched, bent and bent on my body in basic yoga exercises. But something has happened?
And, think for that it has it. The first two weeks I did super short sessions (think five minutes), mostly because I wanted to lay the groundwork for this to become a habit, not to start super training at once. Considering how long I went and wanted to do this but did not do it, I wanted to give myself the joy of actually do it instead of the shame of that not do it.
Now this Monday I started doing actual workouts. Or, in all honesty – in fact, only one, but daily. It's about 20 minutes of excessively basic yoga, and the first day I could not do all the exercises. The second day I did all the exercises, but not all fully. Today was the fifth day, and I do all the exercises fully except one – and when I drop it, I do another one instead.
That which is felt fun right now is that i'm starting to find my way into this combination of breathing, movement – and that thing about sucking in the stomach. At the same time, in other words. In the past, I forgot to suck my stomach when I managed to remember to breathe yoga, or vice versa. But now it's starting to work together, and it's heavenly fun.
It is still some things that are tricky. For example, I can not sit in a tailor position, or sit on your knees, because my knees completely refuse to bend so much. Especially my right knee. For me who supins quite extremely (goes wrong) it is also very tricky to press your whole feet down on the yoga mat – all four corners of your feet; considering that my whole feet are leaning outwards (so that the inside does not automatically touch the floor) so you can imagine what it will be like if I press down the inside – and, right, then the outside of the feet is in the air instead. It's an exciting adventure, but with practice it will hopefully work better.
Do not remember I wrote it in the previous post about yoga, but the other day I realized that my body will change if I continue to practice yoga every day. I may not necessarily lose weight from it, but I guess my body will change in how it looks. And believe me, it does not matter. I have a lifelong sugar- and food addiction behind me, the rest you can imagine yourself. My hope is to go from blob to a person with at least more proportionate forms. I have no need to be thin or skinny, but I would like to be proportionate. I'm lucky, yoga will give me that.
And as one as a result, I may even need to renew my wardrobe again, eventually. But then to hopefully have to sew some size smaller, maybe even adjustments to the patterns to fit even better.
In other words, I have barely started with my yoga until I'm so excited about it that the rest of my life is affected. 😀 It's completely hysterical.
I know that I repeat myself, but then, I am so incredibly grateful that I chose to start so slowly and on a small scale. I will probably never become a super-advanced yoga practitioner, but now that I have started I really want to continue. It has happened to me maybe once or a couple of times in my life that I have found something I really thought was fun (belly dance, including), but each time it has sooner or later run out into the sand.
I really hope that this will be sustained, for this I really enjoy. Obviously, because I wrote several posts about it. ♥