"Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and...let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith...so that you will not grow weary and lose heart."

Hebrews 12:1-3

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Yoga

I woke up today feeling like my limbs had been torn from my body. Every muscle hurt, even ones I didn’t know I had, like those along the sides of my neck or behind my knees. The reason? Yoga.

Last week I decided to kick my own butt and get a gym membership, partly because I’m much more motivated to exercise when someone else is walking me through it, partly because I’m too self-conscious to quit mid-workout when I’m in a room full of people, and mostly because I’m so cheap that if I pay for it, I know I’ll force myself to use it. I used my membership for the first time yesterday when I attended a morning yoga class at 24 hour fitness. I had to pray about my fears and insecurities on the way to the gym because it’s been over two years since I did any form of exercise besides walking outside of the comfort and privacy of my own home. I’ve lifted 3 lbs. weights and Hula-hooped to the Wii Fit from time to time, but actually taking a class with other capable, motivated, healthy people watching was a whole different thing. I prayed to focus on the victory of my simply attending the class, regardless of how many moves I was able to complete or how my body or abilities compared to those of others in the class. In fact, I prayed to not even think about others’ abilities, but just to focus on enjoying my time and relishing the progress I’ve made and the beginning of a new step in my journey.

Luckily, my friend attended the class with me, so I wasn’t alone in laying out my mat and nervously waiting for the limber instructor to begin the workout. And boy, was she limber. I swear she moved her body in ways I didn’t think were possible. When she arched her back and held her feet behind her in a “boat pose,” I stared in awe. When she then proceeded to roll from side to side, I almost burst out laughing. But although I couldn’t perform all of the moves perfectly (or even partially at times), I still felt a sense of satisfaction and victory after the class. And though I walked around today like an eighty-year-old woman, I’m looking forward to attending class tomorrow :).

1 comment:

  1. Fantastic attitude and good for you! Going and doing what you fouls was a huge step? It is going to help for sure. Thanks for your honesty. If some folks can be motivated by you then you have helped others too! Love you,

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