Being on a ‘sabbatical’ at the moment means that my yoga has taken a knock. Lack of routine means that it is not so easy to fit yoga into my non-existent schedule these days. I’m still trying, though, and on my family holiday this week my mat came with me.
My little 4-year-old nephew had never seen a yoga mat before and asked me what it was, so I told him it’s a ‘yoga mat’. He then responded by asking why I need a mat for yoghurt…cute!
My current issue with my practice is that I am absolute rubbish in the mornings! When I had my corporate job, I’d go to class in the evenings straight from work which was really fantastic to wind-down and re-centre after a rubbish day stuck in an office.
Now, Ashtanga is supposed to be practiced in the mornings due to the kind of energy it channels in your body (feel free to comment and add some more detail here), so I thought I’d give it a try.
Here’s the verdict:
Rubbish, rubbish, rubbish.
At the best of times I’m quite inflexible, but first thing in the morning takes it to another level. I feel like I’m made of tin and joined together with rusty nuts and bolts. I literally can’t get into any postures. It hurts. And frustrates me.
Does anyone else experience this morning madness like I do?