Anyhow, now that I'm back and no longer suffering from food poisoning (possibly from the scrambled eggs I so gloatingly overloaded on at the hotel's breakfast buffet) it's time to get with the program for October. Or rather, Ommmctober, the month during which I practice yoga every day, for a minimum of thirty minutes. I could actually desperately use it, right about now. At the best of times I'm an intermediate yoga student, flexible if not especially strong…my lifts are woeful, but I can do an enviable upward bow. Right about now, I'm at least three weeks overdue for even a basic stretching session. Probably no coincidence I've been a bit of a basket case the last month or so.
Here's my little lamp-lit yoga space, in my office:
Check the hourglass, which is actually a half-hourglass (thanks, Mom) perfect for making sure I get my thirty minutes minimum in. And that's it, really. I'm off to punish my hamstrings and attain bliss.
Don't punish, just enjoy -- there's nothing like regular home practice. Will look forward to talking with you about it. :) Namaste!
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Is it sick that every time you post a new deprivation month, I simultaneously admire and hate you, even though you haven't begun the deprivation yet? It's a sort of jealous admiration of your achievement in advance. Then, by the time you're done with the month, I've forgotten all about it. So I'll just tell you now, I admire and despise how supple and fit and peaceful you'll be at the end of October, while I've skipped half my weekly yoga classes like a total slacker.
ReplyDeleteWait, did I make that all about me? What I meant to say was "enjoy!"
Sam—fair enough! Punishment does run totally counter to a healthy yoga practice. Plus when have my hamstrings ever done anything other than precisely what they feel like? [glares at hamstrings]
ReplyDeleteRuthie—bwah ha ha. That is all.
If you can glare at your hamstrings, you are already flexible enough! LOL
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