Namaste and all that
January 4, 2013 § 2 Comments
This time of the year naturally inspires us to try and be better persons. I, for one, always make a few resolutions in a bid to improve on shortcomings I see in myself. Some of the resolutions are forgotten before the first week of January is over but others get carried over from one year to the next until I feel like I’m getting somewhere with them.
One such resolution is to exercise. How many millions of people decide to get moving come January? I don’t know how many actually use their new gym subscriptions longer than a couple of weeks, but my guess is that few persist beyond a few months. Or so I like to think. I was never one to go to a gym or go for walks. I get bored very easily and the only exercise I ever stuck to was fencing and, more recently, yoga. Since there aren’t any fencing clubs on this island, my foil and mask are relegated to a cupboard where I hope they aren’t rusting. Yoga, on the other hand, does not require the joining of a club or any equipment except for a yoga mat. So I’m out of excuses.
I have written many times about my love affair with yoga. We were introduced by my therapist (remember Martin Magic Hands?) and fell in love instantly. We used to meet for twenty minutes before the crack of dawn. Every. Single. Day. Then I got pregnant with Robin and the daily meetings were cut short. We did rekindle our affair somewhere during the second trimester of that pregnancy but taking care of a new baby and her older sister wreaked havoc on my daily schedule and yoga was one of the first things to suffer for it. I have since tried picking it up again. Daily workouts (never longer than half an hour) were kept up for a few weeks until the inevitable happened. I couldn’t find the time to spend those precious twenty minutes on my own, with nobody calling me or trying to climb on my back while I was in the Cobra pose.
Both my girls have grown to love yoga. They even have an application on my iPad which they love***. Robin immediately puts the palms of her hands together and starts breathing deeply at the sound of the word Namaste. But anyone who has practiced this discipline will understand me when I say that doing a sun salutation with two kids circling you while screaming Namaste at the top of their lungs isn’t exactly ideal.
So here I am, four days into the new year, still struggling to find the time to start exercising this stiff body of mine again. I plan to start setting my alarm earlier than usual, like I used to when yoga was a part of my daily routine but I don’t know how long that is going to last. I guess I’m writing all this so I hold myself accountable to you readers [and a few words of encouragement or tips on how to stick to a daily exercise routine would also help].
Have you made any resolutions for this year yet? Do you exercise regularly and if you do, how do you manage to keep yourself motivated?
***If you are interested in it, the app is called The Adventures of Super Stretch.