I had a long day yesterday, so I decided to do something nice for myself and got to a yoga class between school and the marathon meeting that I had to attend last night. Although I go to yoga at the studio by my house semi-often I thought I would try out the studio that is right by my school. So, after having looked up the schedule I schlepped through the unseasonably hot weather.
Unfortunately the schedule I had looked at was wrong. There was a class at 4:30 the girl informed me but it was not a level 1 yoga class it was a super heated yoga sculpt. I made the decision to just try it. When things don’t go our way sometimes we just have to go with the flow.
The minute I entered the room I knew it was going to be rough 60 minutes. I grabbed the lightest weights I could find, laid down my mat, and breathed into the heat of the room beads of sweat already forming. “Why oh why did I only have a salad for lunch?” I thought as I lay there.
The beginning wasn’t so hard but it quickly accelerated. The teacher looked at me with a mix of apprehension and curiosity, as if wondering when exactly I might pass out or give up. I did neither. I ignored the well sculpted girls near me whose hair seemed to flow from their long pony tails perfectly as mine began to frizz to epic proportions. I ignored the fact that I had packed the ugliest pants I own to wear that day. The ones that showed every bump and ripple. I ignored the teacher’s tough look and squelched my thoughts that perhaps she could give me just a little encouragement, I could encourage myself. I drank water when I needed it and rested when I needed it. I won’t lie and say that I didn’t seriously consider getting up and walking out a few times. But I didn’t. I made it to the end. Sometimes we have to persevere!
Things don’t always go as planned. It’s how we react to it that matters.
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