I have been on the lookout for yoga classes in the Boston area. My school sadly does not offer yoga classes on campus, however, I am able to take classes at a nearby campus. I have been checking the online schedule every week since my classes started, and the 2016/2017 classes have not been listed yet. I've reached out to many resources, and as I still have been waiting for some answers I have left my yoga mat in the corner of my room. I've been hesitant to commit to a pricey yoga studio, knowing I could find an on campus class for much less. As of now, it doesn't look like it's happening, and I've been too eager to get back to yoga.
I occasionally do yoga on my own, however, I would prefer to register for a class to help motivate me into a pattern. For now, I have given up on waiting for the nearby campus class. One of my friends has committed to a membership at one studio, and yesterday I asked if I could join her. There are 3 studios that are closest to me- all out of my price range, but two are more reasonable than the other. I paid for the drop-in class and went with my friend. Doing yoga at home is much different from going to an instructed class. I struggled. I was back in my "beginner stage" in a "hip hop yoga" class.
Me being me, didn't take it too seriously. I was there to try out the studio, the feel for it, and see if I would want to continue my practice there. My arm strength is definitely in the works, as it always has been. I was doing a plank with one arm raised out in front of me. I could feel sweat dripping from my forehead, my face turning beat red, and the arm holding the rest of my body up was shaking. I probably made a noise, and looked over at my friend with struggle and determination, and just started laughing. The teacher noticed my giant smile as I struggled through the pose. She came over to me and through her microphone I could hear her say, "Yes, go ahead and laugh!" She patted my back and I started laughing even more, hearing other people in the room laughing. "I'm always laughing."
I picture yoga to be this calm and centered experience. My lack of continuation has made it very difficult for me and I find myself a little giggly at times. But hey, I was pushing myself, and I was making fun out of it.
At the end of the class when we were resting and relaxing, the teacher had given us [me] a new perspective on yoga.
It is so much more than a "sweaty experience on a piece of rubber." In fact, yoga is within our everyday lives. It is how we contribute to our community, it is how we treat others, etc.
It is important to give ourselves more credit. On or off the mat, we could already be doing something to contribute to our yoga-minded lifestyle.
I thought that was extremely important.
I have been working on training my brain to acknowledge what I am doing, over what I am not doing for the better. My yoga practice comes and goes, and at times it is very difficult for me to get on the mat and "just do it." Those words had me take in the fact that, I'm here now, and acknowledge what I had been doing even before I got myself here.
Tomorrow, I try studio #2. It is walking distance from my school, so I'm rooting for this one. I'm job hunting, as well as looking for freelance writing positions. I am ready to get back to yoga, and commit this time. I am willing to work in order for it to happen.
College me is a new me.
I'm challenging this new me.
A Boston social work student, using writing for healing. Sharing the peaks and valleys of an empath's mental health journey.