practice yoga daily

Finally, I am back on track. I did an hour. Not half or forty-five but a full 60 minutes. I wanted to dance, seriously jump around, I am sure they’d of thought I’d lost my mind but I felt glorious inside that I had completed the hour, no pain and my body thankful. It just meant everything to me, as it is a sign that my health is improving.

I am proud of the fact that I have managed to stick to my pace of taking this real slow as physically I am still frail and although the pain is almost un-noticable and I feeling ‘better’ I still cannot do a full work out.

I am now up to twenty minutes a day and although inside it bugs me a little, I am proud of the fact that I leave after twenty minutes no matter how I feel.

Got up this morning, felt rough but determined and thought I’d give it a try. I managed ten minutes, very limited, but I am grateful for the chance as emotionally and mentally I needed to practise.

Still smiling.

Since my last entry, I ended up in hospital. New meds with horrific side effects, so I have had to let this go, I miss it loads as I had a rhythm going but well that’s the way it goes. Practising breathing and that will have to do for now.

Despite the pain, despite the fact that i am not always able to complete the class I reckon that I am on my way to saying I’ve done this goal. I have managed to do some form of yoga everyday, when I can’t get to a class, I do the deep breathing, the gentle stretching, either way it is something and I feel pretty good about that; this has certainly helped to calm my spirit when things have been feeling a little intense.

I can’t remember the 43Ter who posted this site but thank you so much, it has helped greatly when I can’t leave the house to go to class. http://www.yogatoday.com

Four mornings of getting the mat and block out. The pants and vest tips and being still, being present, stretching, connecting with the environment….mmmmmmmmm…........delicious.

My sleep was interrupted with a phone call at 2:30am. I couldn’t talk to my friend as I was so disorientated. I felt funny inside but could not pinpiont what the feeling was, so eventually I got up; I figured that my body had been shocked out of its sleep and my body was unsettled.

I made hot chocolate and sat, I really enjoyed the silence/solitude. I listened to my ipod and then I sat still enjoying the silence again. I then watched the sunrise enjoying the solitude. I thought and then decided to meditate, which inspired me to practice an hour yoga this morning. I feel wonderful. Alive and enthused.

Now that I am off the starters block there’s no excuse.