I’m a newbie to yoga, only going on and off my 8th month.
I have to admit, when I first started the practice, it was with the intention to lose weight. I was talking to some of my friends who do yoga and they were very excited when I expressed interest in trying it out. “Ohmigod, you’ll love it. It’s so relaxing and you’ll love the spiritual aspect of it.” I’ve always been an active person growing up. I’ve participated in a lot of high impact, cardio activities such as soccer, swimming, and running; so getting involved in something that doesn’t seem to be high impact was questionnable to me.
On the very first day of practice, I found myself in a downward dog position, and I was asking myself, “What the hell did I get myself into?!” All the blood was rushing to my head and they made us repeat this over and over again. It was so bad and I just wanted to give up and bend over into the child’s pose for the rest of the class.
But I’m not a quitter and I pushed through.
As I got more and more into the 90 minute class, I could feel my chest opening and my breathing getting deeper and longer. I started building a sweat and I loved how my limbs were loosening up. I could stretch farther and eventually, touch my toes. I went back the next day and since then, I’ve been practicing about 2-3x a week.
I’ve also learned how to balance on one foot, an example is the tree pose. My teacher says yoga is a preparation for life. So if I can’t focus and balance in my tree pose blocking out the other things around me, how much more will I be able to balance all my roles in my life with the distractions around us?
I realize that after my practice I end up going through the rest of my day feeling like I’m on a cloud. I’m more calm and have more patience with myself and the people around. I’ve become a better mother in that aspect. What also makes me go back is I continuously see improvement in myself. If today I couldn’t put my hands in prayer behind my back, the next day I can. I love seeing how strong and more flexible I’m getting. If I have 90 minutes to myself, I would choose to do yoga than go and get a massage or have a parlor day. That’s how much yoga now means to me.
For the yogis out there, why do you do it?