It is so very curious to me why I slip back into the sluggish life of no yoga, to allow my joints to become painful, my muscles slack, my hips to stiffen up so I waddle?
How is it that when I know what to do to keep my body feeling ache free, I don’t do it? Why do I have to wait until I hurt to do something good for me? Why can’t I serve this good portion of life to me each day and eagerly and selfishly take it?
The good things in life are not something I thirst for, instead I feel like it is ‘better’ to skip it, to just snuggle longer or not put my body through that routine. Like I am getting away with something, that I am being rewarded for Not doing it, when the opposite is true. I am hurting myself by not taking care of myself.
There is a long held belief that by not doing something I am cheating something or somebody, but not myself. How is this possible? Like I am getting away with something, but what?
All I am getting away with is a ouchy body…I am not stealing healthy or fitness, I am stealing lazy.
Just as with yoga I am the same with sugar or sweet treats. I think I am sneaking in this ‘goodness’ but what I am stealing is bad for me.
Isn’t it odd that I feel I am gaining something good, when in fact I am serving me poorly?
And when I was doing yoga daily, taking care of my self, it felt like I was going against the grain, swimming against the currents, pushing hard instead of going with the flow.
It is like I am programmed to swim in the wrong direction, that it is easier for me to not care.
To re-program myself, I will have to do what doesn’t come natural, until I forge a new natural.
It just seems so counter intuitive to want to treat your self poorly…that doesn’t make sense. To WANT what isn’t good and force yourself to do what is, like taking medicine swallowing it reluctantly.
You would think that we would crave that which makes us feel best, the greatest of natural foods and then movement that will make our bodies operate at their optimum…instead it seems we are hell bent on wrecking it.
Wrecking our bodies, our spirits, our minds, our relationships…like we have a wrecking gene we need to destroy before it destroys us.
I just get so befuddled by this, how unnatural us human beings are. We are living for all the wrong reasons.