Before starting this post for my blog on my 30 day adventure and challenge for superman and myself. I was reminded that his health is failing due to a FB post. So it is 30 days of walking 200 situps a day, arm weights and the dreaded 75 min of working on my mind and body dripping of sweat and getting to a place where the mind takes over the body rather than the body doing all the work.
So heading to my closet I pulled out my yoga pants, and my Be Still shirt from the designs of the Hallsey family. The yoga pants fit fine, but no one ever is going to say to me you look great in yoga pants, but my goal was simple, not to look like a sweaty beached whale, not an easy task in a room filled with ladies that lunch during the week and sweat it off in the evening or weekends. Hot Yoga, a form of Bikram set to music and enhances the flow and movement aspect of the Ashtanga practice, has become a cult-like addiction that many across AZ have picked up either to be seen, to blast their yoga talents, or they are searching for more for not just the body but to allow the mind to quiet. I am in the last group. I do not lunch and I do not have any ability in anything athletic, think back to my rides on skateboards every year for my literature class to learn the concept Never Say Never…but always enjoyed to look the part. I have tennis outfits, running, walking and of course the necessary golf shoes. Personally, my patience with that game ends after the first swing, but I have a passion for the miniature type and thus the shoes come in handy…and with plenty of stares once we hit a crowded hole…they are quite the head turners. So with the clothes on and my attitude and mental picture of myself adjusted well enough to wear the attire, I am gearing up for the big game. Mat…Check…Flip Flops…Check…Water and more water…Check and check. Ready!
So all dressed and ready to go at 10 am…class is at 4pm…so I will wait, wait, and wait. Well, of course a 100 reasons to back out I could find today, I had none and the excitement of walking out of the class feeling the challenge and unnecessary amounts of water on my body was exciting. Plus a promise is a promise and a challenge is a challenge of both learning of the mind and body and during the days that you are my leader. So why all of this, why a challenge because it is all I can do, other than visit…and I feel that you deserve so much more. All of this week and weekend are organized and they are listed in my calendar as appointmets not just a casual drop-in if I want to moment. I am ready.
And then, I fell asleep. I was practicing being in the moment, I am sure of it.
Yesterday, I slept a total of 3 hours…so I put my little head down after basic house stuff was completed, yes the diva can do a mean crockpot…3 ingredients or less thank you.
And slept for 4 hours…oops! Wearing the Be Still shirt was a motivational experience to truly not move and just dream…since body and mind do come first, I accepted this as not a failure but just a reality.
So my first class will have to wait until Tuesday (as no one ever cancels a Monday hair appt.) to start my challenge, but in essence while my body only paritally started today, my mind did, and that for me was important…just as crucial as realizing that yoga gear is flattering is never something I will hear from no one ever….and that is ok. I will leave that to the ladies that lunch, the ones who come to look cool in their designer gear…and the others like me, well I hope, understand that this is a body and mind event and their will be days to honor thy body. So that is why I napped to honor my temple…sounds good, and it is the reality. If I was on my mat and not the couch I would have to accept each move, each pose, each moment, so the couch and warm blanket were accepted, and I moved on and let it go.
Tomorrow is another day, another challenge to conquer to fulfill for you my super hero that will move me and my mind and spirit each and everyday, and tonight I will sleep to have all the energy for the activities planned to honor the moving that cannot be done by you at this moment but can easily be done by me…so with you the coach and me the mover, along with proper sleep will be conquered. A challenge is a challenge and each day will have bumps and a few turns along the way, my turn was a definite sharp right angle, no, more of a flat line that gave me not a class but clarity. So Superman, I am praying for you today, praying everyday and while my body let me down today for my total goal, my mind and heart never let you down for one moment.