This morning during my yoga practice, I was filled with gratitude for the many blessings and freedoms in my life. I am not unaware of the men and women who dedicate their lives to afford me these luxuries. From the very bottom of my heart, thank you.
"Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that. Hate multiplies hate, violence multiplies violence, and toughness multiplies toughness in a descending spiral of destruction....The chain reaction of evil--hate begetting hate, wars producing more wars--must be broken, or we shall be plunged into the dark abyss of annihilation." ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Namaste
Good morning my friends. I started this blog about a week or so ago, after ending my old one, but have yet to say anything. I wasn't quite sure where to begin, so this morning I'll start where I stand. I was blogging about this journey to become tough and to prove that I could finish the Tough Mudder in Tampa in December.
Two weeks ago, the time came to put my money where my mouth was and sign up for the race, and I just didn't want to. I wasn't that I thought I couldn't do it (although it does sound like a VERY hard race), I just have no urge to pay money to torture myself. For the past few months, I have barely been working out. No running, no yoga, no ladders. I think all of the pressure of the race took the enjoyment out of it and I stopped. I also felt guilty for wanting to go to yoga, because I should have been running or doing something more to train.
I am a big believer in taking care of your body, so that it can take care of you. My tipping point was when I realized that I felt guilty for wanting to do something that I love (yoga) and I let that guilt keep me from it. I felt like I couldn't not do the race because I had said that I would and I did not want to disappointment anyone. But I was disappointing myself. So I just decided not to do it. I told my brother I was out (sorry), and took the registration money I saved and bought a 10 class hot yoga package.
Ah, sigh, happy smile. I feel better already. Yoga 3 times a week has been good for my soul. I was laying on my mat during savasana thinking that I would love to go to yoga again tomorrow. No Nik (I said to myself), you need to run. And then I realized, nope. I don't have to do anything that isn't going to make me as happy as I deserve to be. I can go to yoga everyday if I want, and from this point on, I just might do that.
So that is where I stand. This blog is not a chronical of my yoga journey, although I am sure it will be mentioned quite a bit. It's just my thoughts and ramblings about what I am doing in my life to make myself a better person and the world a more lovely place. That being said, I am off to yoga to celebrate this beautiful morning and the free will that we all have to choose our paths in life.
Love.
Two weeks ago, the time came to put my money where my mouth was and sign up for the race, and I just didn't want to. I wasn't that I thought I couldn't do it (although it does sound like a VERY hard race), I just have no urge to pay money to torture myself. For the past few months, I have barely been working out. No running, no yoga, no ladders. I think all of the pressure of the race took the enjoyment out of it and I stopped. I also felt guilty for wanting to go to yoga, because I should have been running or doing something more to train.
I am a big believer in taking care of your body, so that it can take care of you. My tipping point was when I realized that I felt guilty for wanting to do something that I love (yoga) and I let that guilt keep me from it. I felt like I couldn't not do the race because I had said that I would and I did not want to disappointment anyone. But I was disappointing myself. So I just decided not to do it. I told my brother I was out (sorry), and took the registration money I saved and bought a 10 class hot yoga package.
Ah, sigh, happy smile. I feel better already. Yoga 3 times a week has been good for my soul. I was laying on my mat during savasana thinking that I would love to go to yoga again tomorrow. No Nik (I said to myself), you need to run. And then I realized, nope. I don't have to do anything that isn't going to make me as happy as I deserve to be. I can go to yoga everyday if I want, and from this point on, I just might do that.
So that is where I stand. This blog is not a chronical of my yoga journey, although I am sure it will be mentioned quite a bit. It's just my thoughts and ramblings about what I am doing in my life to make myself a better person and the world a more lovely place. That being said, I am off to yoga to celebrate this beautiful morning and the free will that we all have to choose our paths in life.
Love.
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