Little did I know that my "experiment" to find something other than running (due to my tweaked hip from running/training for 2 halfs poorly, I might add, last year) would turn into a new, surprisingly wonderful, potentially life-changing new passion...yoga.
And not just any yoga.
Hot yoga.
Sweltering hot, sticky, dripping, so-sweaty-I'm-uncomfortable-because-I'm-paranoid-I'm starting-to-stink-and-sweat-like-a-pig yoga.
And it's the sauna-like heat and movement that makes you sweat like you would not believe, coming from places on your body you didn't know were even capable of breaking sweat (my ears, my forearms are good examples).
Add to this that everyone around you is breaking a mad sweat too.
This yoga is not totally of the bikram variety.
It is the hot, vinyasa flow, ashtanga-type yoga with constant active postures. One might call it the more athletic type of yoga vs. traditional hatha (restorative) yoga.
And now, I'm totally, completely hooked. In fact, it's become so much a part of my life and routine that I don't quite think I can go without it without seriously getting cranky.
It has not only kept me in shape and has not only restored me to my pre-baby, pre-wedding body in 5 months (size 26 jeans - WOOT!), but has kept me from going insane. I also think yoga has even made me a more pleasant person to be around - for my family, friends and work colleagues alike.
Effin' amazing. There really is something to this yoga and mediation stuff. I'm a believer and am a yogini for life, I just know it.
And, as an added benefit, my kids have become so aware of my yoga obsession that they are starting to get into it, too.
Hopefully this is how good habits get started.
Hannah and her version of Tree pose.
Namaste (holding my palms together to my third eye center, bowing my head to the ground).
2 comments:
I am impressed. Running sure hasn't worked to lose those last 5. Maybe I should give your hot yoga a try. Where do you go? How often do you do it?
Oh god I want it.
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