There is no feeling quite like it. After pushing my body for about a mile or so, my muscles have loosened up and my lungs have opened. I breath in and feel the pavement passing below my feet as my muscles tense and release. The wind blows, cooling my sweaty face. I’ve made it past the initial hump, and my body and mind are ready to run. I feel alive, strong, and free.
I had intended my next post to be about my latest community yoga session. Unfortunately, my immune system had other plans. I woke up last Friday with a sore throat, plugged sinuses, and fatigue. I had caught one of the glorious cold viruses that makes their rounds each year. This is realistically not a bigContinue reading “Learning how to be sick”
The instructor began our session in a calm but stern voice as she informed us that this was not going to be easy. If we wanted easy yoga, we needed to go somewhere else.
My mental state was understandably agitated. I was afraid, confused, frustrated, and embarrassed. On top of it all, I was in pain.
I suffered alone for quite some time, living in a daze of deep anxiety and deeper shame. I was so scared of what may happen if anyone found out about these terrifying thoughts living in my mind.