And the ‘week of agony’ continues.
Sorry, guys. I really did try, but no matter how much hope and optimism I brought to the mat this morning, I was still faced with this heavy-feeling, lethargic body and a twitchy brain (not to mention a back that does NOT want to bend).
I was so sleepy as I started my practice I’m pretty sure I could have stopped in the middle of the sun salutations, crawled off to the futon and fallen asleep almost immediately.
But I didn’t. I kept going. I followed the breath like a path of stepping stones. Correct vinyasa is a lifesaver when I’m feeling like this. No need to worry about getting through the entire practice, I just needed to make it through the next inhalation. And exhalation. And so on. The vinyasa pulled me through.
Astanga really is amazing. There’s a lot of ground to cover in the Primary Series but (if you’re smart) you’re not thinking about that. Instead, you’re maintaining a smooth and even flow of breath. You’re holding a Driste. And, if you’re a total rockstar, you’re also engaging your Bandhas. In other words, there’s not a lot of room for thinking about anything else, which is kind of the point.
One of my students once confided to me, “I’ve never been so BUSY doing yoga!”.
It’s true. If you’re doing Astanga right, you’re too busy to think about how hard it is.
Melita posted this quote today and it immediately resonated with me:
"if we are facing in the right direction, all we have to do is keep on walking."
One foot in front of the other. One breath and the next and the next after that...I’ll be back on the mat tomorrow.