When I was doing power yoga six days a week, I had quite a flat little tummy.
Since I’ve been teaching more (and then not teaching, and then not practicing, either) I’ve developed a little belly, and me and my belly are learning how to get along.
My belly isn’t my favorite person in the world. It gets in the way in twists. It makes my pants fit funny. It’s the most prominent symbol of how my body has changed in the year since losing my first yoga community.
In class, other students are learning how to adjust to their growing strength. I’m learning how to accept my lost strength. My belly has given me a whole new identity. I’m no longer a brick-house yoga teacher. I’m a beginner again.
For a handful of reasons, I don’t think that yoga in a studio 6 days a week is going to be an option. I came up with a list of other things that I know don’t work for me. (You see, I’ve been here before.)
- Counting. Anything. Calories or points or WHATEVER.
- Getting yelled at by a coach/trainer/teacher to “push it.”
- Running–unless being chased.
- A gym or YMCA.
- A non-yoga workout that lasts longer than 30-40 minutes. (I get distracted by shiny objects)
Well, well, well, don’t WEEEEE have a lot of NEEEEEDS??? 🙂 Yes, yes I do. I know from experience these things make me miserable in any context, and I am not going to mess with them.
I’m going to stay positive, do yoga, and learn to love my belly.
Now, for your reading pleasure, some of my favorite healthy living blogs…
worth it just for the pug dog, Murphy!
I won a canning set from Caitlin once! She has two dachshund mixes.
Gina just had the kyewtest little baby. And two dogs.
A thoughtful teenager and her picture-heavy tumblr.
Janetha and her tattooed husband. And their two dogs.
Hm, I really like my healthy living with dogs on the side. 🙂