Postcard from the edge






Day 17

Back in Quincy for the seventeenth day, I feel like I am just flying through classes. I keep thinking, "no way we are in this pose already!" When the room gets too hot, and I think about taking a break, I just think "if I skip this pose, I won't have a chance to do it again, and I won't know if I can do it unless I try." So I am surprising myself that I am getting through the tougher classes without sitting out at all. I am loving bow pose and standing separate leg stretching, which are poses that I used to hate. I have been really using the breathing to get into the postures and then stay in them. I am doing so much yoga that I feel like I have time to experiment a little in the poses and try different techniques to get further toward my edge. The edge, as I understand it, is the point where I personally am pushing past the comfort zone of the posture and am teetering on the brink of my limit. If I push past the edge, all that happens is that I fall out of the posture. So the edge is not a scary place to be!

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