Okay, the second week was pretty good. I found it pretty easy to get used to always having a yoga mat and bag with my gear on me again and I rediscovered a little more why I love my yoga practice so much: I always come out energized, even when I’m sore and I just feel better about everything. Plus, I process in there. It helps me deal with things.
It becomes easier to get my stuff and just go without overthinking it. When I’m too busy, I skip a day. When I’m too sore, I also skip a day. But when I go, I’m happy that I can go and I enjoy my class. I did a class with 80+ (!) people last Sunday and that was really intense.
(Despite the lack of abs) my body has gotten pretty strong and is used to the yoga, so I don’t need to sit down anymore. The main thing is concentration and determination now. Not my strong suit, but the yoga mat is a good place to work on them.
This last week the score is considerably lower, I only went twice. I had a lot of work stuff going on and my weekend was filled with social obligations. However, considering the steep decline in my general well-being I consider it a victory I managed to drag myself to that one 06:30 AM class and the midday class this Saturday. Both classes were really nice, and they were two bright moments in my week.
Look, guys, I know you expect a lot of positivity from me: I gladly give that most of the time, but I am not going to fake anything. And the truth of the matter is that even though I have so much to be grateful for and happy about, I am in a dark place right now. Not because of anything that’s going on in my life, but just because I got dark. Like, on the inside, for no good reason. I don’t know, I guess my existential crisis came a little early this year.
But not to worry, I am going to be okay. I am going to keep adding bright moments, as I am the one with the power to turn the lights back on inside.