Use it or lose it…
I’m not referring to the paint tubes I still want to go through and ditch the duds. I’m talking my body.
I signed up for Dedicate, 30 day yoga journey with Adriene. Today is day 4 (Jan 1st was a Welcome Day). The yoga sessions are gentle, and mindful. There’s opportunity for modifications. It’s all very self-centered, meaning I’m constantly checking my awareness of my body and how does this feel, can I move deeper or is this my limit for today.
After Day 1 I was kinda sore but not bad. This morning, the bottoms of my heels hurt as I was laying in bed. My butt was cramping as I was driving home from my cousin’s birthday get together last night. My body is screaming “What The Actual F*&K!!”
I think about how my mom was at my age, and how different we are. I can sit on the floor and play with the corgis, no problem. I lay on the floor with them when they’re in a chill mood sometimes. My mom never sat on the floor. “I couldn’t get back up” She had back problems, degenerative disk disorder, so I know there was pain. But she never moved for the sake of moving. On the weekends she’d “go shopping” (browsing) at thrift stores or Walmart. That was the extent of her exercise. No daily walking, particularly after she retired. She couldn’t do it. Her mindset was “I can’t”. I see myself falling into it at times, but I’m able to recognize it and think “is this me or my mom speaking through me?”
I wonder if Mom had started a practice of walking around the block, or at least up and down the street for 30 minutes regularly if she may still be around.
I’m going to start moving more and keep moving. I may be sore, but it won’t stop me.