I've been quite miserable because I haven't made it to the yoga studio in almost a month. I've had legit reasons - I mean, if not being able to walk isn't a good reason, then I don't know what is.
Stupid lupus is still acting up but I've recovered enough that I can get around with a mild limp. The last few days I've been doing some bed yoga, and of course practicing asanas for the YogaADay Instagram challenge. But I haven't really been wholeheartedly committed to my practice. If I'm honest with myself, I think I felt like if I wasn't in the studio I wasn't legitimately practicing. Without an instructor to correct my form, without checking in and chatting with the girls at the desk, then it wasn't the full experience.
Yoga is much more than a physical pastime for me - it's a total life experience. It's why I love going to the studio so much. I have time for meditation, for learning, for a cup of tea, for sharing my experiences with others, and I miss that.
But how true to my practice can I be if I don't practice when I am alone? So today I decided to put my proverbial money where my mouth is and signed up for Curvy Yoga's 30 Days of Yoga class. The focus is on building a consistent home practice, which will nicely complement my studio practice. I don't plan on doing one or the other exclusively, but my intent is to make yoga a true part of my life, much like my meditation, or even eating.
I can't wait to share my experiences and what I learn.
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