But then I reminded myself that I may regret skipping class, but I never regret going. And with that, I slipped into my Lulu, grabbed my mat bag, and thanked goodness that the rain had let up as I power walked to the studio.
All through class I thought to myself, "I'm so glad I came". And then towards the end, the instructor told us that we should strive for balance on the mat and try to let that balance permeate into life outside of the studio.
I've been struggling a whole lot with balance lately. I just can't seem to get it right. I'm not sleeping nearly enough, and I feel really pudgy and stagnant. I need to workout more. I need to write more. I need to figure out how to organize my day so that I'm not constantly feeling like there isn't enough time for anything. I need to stop making excuses to skip yoga because I'm too stressed out. HELLO?! That's what yoga is for! To de-stress.
I'm thinking back to my September goals and I'm cringing. Read two books? I haven't even finished one. Lululemon photo challenge? I gave up somewhere around Day 5. And I am mad at myself because I can't seem to stick to these seemingly small and simple tasks for one reason or another. Maybe I need to give myself a break. I spent the weekend fighting a bad cold and just haven't felt 100% recently.
I think for now all I can do is stay on top of my to do list, take lots of deep breaths, and keep going to yoga. I think the teacher is right. The practice makes me so aware of my self, my being, and my body. My down dog may be far from perfect, but I think the whole point is about accepting my imperfections.
I'm working on it.