Om Shanti

I went to yoga yesterday for the first time in, er, six months or so. I was rather surprised to find that my body still knew when I should push further versus when to rest in a child's pose. 

I, however, was more surprised by how uplifting it felt to do a headstand. It was both the challenge of doing something that so out-of-the-ordinary with the confidence knowing that I pulled it off that made it feel so good. 

I sometimes think that I love the idea of taking care of myself more than the actuality of doing so as I often find excuses for why I can't do things. Nearly missed my yoga class because I had gotten so caught up in my errands that it became yet another "task." I also needed to come home immediately afterwards to pick up my son so there was a time constraint as well.

That said, I knew that if I missed this class I would miss the next one as well and that would put me in default of the commitment I had made to myself to go to the gym at least once a week. My penalty for two missed classes -- barring emergencies -- is to cancel my membership. Gulp!

So I went and am trying to figure out how I can make it to the gym next Tuesday. I am seriously eying a 7a pilates class as yoga conflicts with the inauguration. My then-infant son and I campaigned for Obama so I am very excited about watching him take office. Gotta prioritize!

I started writing my beauty resolutions over the weekend. Need to make a few revisions before I post that one.