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Yoga – My Second Experience

4 Feb

After my first stressful and painful experience, I didn’t give up and continue to practice yoga to this day. My first lesson didn’t go that well. Actually you can read the whole story HERE.

As soon as I started to feel comfortable and no longer felt as the most awkward person in the room, I realized another thing. Yoga classes are often visited not only by those of us who want to enjoy the true benefits of this beautiful exercise. There are a few individuals in each class I guess who actually don’t care about the whole yoga thing. They are coming to the class only because yoga is what everybody is talking about right now. The other reason for them can be to meet new people. But this is not one of my reasons. When I practice yoga, I want to enjoy every moment of each pose and by the end of the lesson I want to leave from the class relaxed and filled with positive energy.

These careless individuals don’t actually realize that they disturb other classmates. They are coming late to the class each time. They lay their yoga mat too close to yours. And then you can feel the smell of a cigarette. Ahaa, so that’s why they were late. Just one more cigarette before the lesson starts, right? Oh, I hate it. There is always time for a cigarette. Even if there is no time to come to yoga class earlier, last cigarette cannot be missed.

Then there are couples or even group of friends who attend the yoga class together. They use to lay their mats next to each other. This would not be a big deal. The worse thing is when they start to chat during the lesson. Really? You are going to yoga class to relax your body and mind and to learn something new from this philosophy and you cannot stop gossip even for those 90 minutes?

And then there is another type of these individuals, who are only complaining. And believe me there is a lot of reasons for them to complain. The classroom is too stale, there is no fresh air. The room is too crowded. The yoga trainer is too far away, he speaks too quiet. The lesson is too long. The lesson is too short. When the lesson will finally finish so that I can go out and lit my cigarette again? I will never understand why these people attend yoga classes. If it is such a misery for them, why bother and lose their precious time this way?

In a way I am sorry for people who don’t enjoy yoga as I do. I am not a professional yogi. My poses still look as a total disaster, but I keep practicing because it makes me happy. On my way to the class every time I pray that there would be no complaining classmate who would only hit my head “accidentally” when he turns around for each position. Well I guess nobody is perfect and I will have to accept the fact that there will always be someone in the class who will not devote all his concentration to the lesson. On the other hand I can take this as a challenge. And for the next few weeks and months I will try not to get disturbed by anyone. Challenge accepted!

Yoga – My First Experience

3 Feb

I finally decided to start attending yoga lessons which I signed myself into six months ago. Yup, you heard me. Six months ago I signed into these lessons with the goal to make my body stronger and my mind more calm. For weeks and months I could not force myself to grab my yoga mat and to spend next 90 minutes in a quiet room full of excited yogis. Dont get me wrong. I love the atmosphere. I love the music, meditation, I love stretching my muscles and the feeling that I am doing something beneficial for my body. It is always just sooooo hard to get up from the sofa to go to yoga studio instead of watching another episode of Making A Murderer.

Today is THE day. Today I persuaded myself that I really could survive without TV shows marathon and that with this laziness it could get just worse and worse. So I left the house with the excitement in my heart and all the motivational songs in my ears. As soon as I was approaching the parking place near the yoga studio, I realized there was no place to park. I had to make a few circles till I found teeny tiny spot 2 blocks away. I was already late so I started to run. Great! My first lesson and I am already late. The classroom was full. As I was the last one coming in, the yoga teacher invited me to take place right in front of her. Perfect! Why I did not come here earlier? I could find comfortable place somewhere in the back of the room where nobody would see my struggling  with every pose. Well, lesson learned!

Lesson started and our teacher introduced herself to everybody. She asked if there was anyone who had never attended yoga class before. And here it is. That awkward moment of exposing myself from my nutshell. I raised my hand slowly. Teacher welcomed me and instructed me about not trying to do all poses perfectly. First lesson was always the hardest one. Hmm, I guess that was the time when I first started to regret my coming to that lesson.

The first stretching and breathing is easy. This is not that bad. I can do it. If this goes on the whole 90 minutes it may actually work for me, I thought. But I was so wrong. Each pose got more difficult and each part of my body hurt like crazy.

Is that even possible? Can someone literally put his leg over his head? Obviously it was possible. Many yogis did it and it made no pain to them as it seemed. I could put my leg right bellow my chest and it did not go any higher. Yup. That would be it. Nope. I can not put my leg any higher. If I do it, I will most certainly break my hip.

Only 30 minutes passed but I already felt as if I was there stretching every cell of my body for bazillion hours. Why didn’t I stay at home watching my Netflix shows? Why are people hurting themselves like this? This is unreal, I thought.

For another 60 minutes I just struggled with every pose and tried to hypnotize the watch so that this torture would finally finish. I will never do this again, I told myself. Who would want to suffer for 90 minutes at least 2 times a week and enjoy it? Not me!

But as soon as we finished the lesson with meditation, I started to feel better. All the stress and pain flowed down from my body and I realized the beauty of this exercise. I came 2 days later again. And then again. I keep going there now for 1 month and I am starting to enjoy it. I am starting to understand the philosophy of yoga and see all the benefits it gives me.

Despite my first hard experience, I can only recommend yoga to everyone. I wish all of you could overcome your doubts about this exercise and try to practice yoga for some time. You will feel more relaxed, flexible and healed in a way. You will look to the sun with the smile on your face 🙂