This past Saturday morning I attended a power yoga class in the early morning hours with hopes of starting the weekend off on the right foot leaving my mind and body void of all the stressors in life that I've been toting around recently. My intentions for the practice were to breath deep, maintain a quiet inner peace, and lengthen all of those muscles I have been neglecting lately. I love yoga, but I haven't kept a solid commitment with my practice this year and there has been little to no progress in my abilities to fold the body into the unthinkable positions. These days I call it a successful day when I can touch the floor in a forward fold without a soft bend in the knees.
As I was making my best attempts to not roar in laughter at my bodies sad efforts to bind and balance into ways that it just wasn't willing to comply with on that cold snowy morning, I finally had all the affirmation I needed to acknowledge that there has been a great deal of fitness lost in this creaky body in a 10 week time period. Utkatasana has a funny way of humbling the body and putting movement into perspective, it all looks so simple but requires an insane amount of mental concentration and bodily awareness which I do not posses at this time.
Sure piece of cake, I could do that in my sleep.
Then yesterday I went to the Bears game with some friends and was feeling the burn from Saturdays yoga practice while sitting in those uncomfortable stands with the chill in the air stiffening my achy muscles. By the time the game ended and I arrived home, I my body was so exhausted I felt like I had just completed a marathon.
So today that leaves me starting back at square one. Losing some fitness in the past several weeks has hurt my ego a bit, but essentially it was necessary for my mangled and battered body to have some time for RNR after a year long pursuit of chasing down my dreams. I know that with some work and plenty of love my body will be stronger then ever come marathon #7 this spring.
But in the mean time, there will probably be more then a fair share of days where I am again brought to laughter at my silly attempts to find my bodies limits. One day Utkatasana sequence I will figure out...one day.