My old yoga mat has downed its last dog, I’m afraid, and I’m in the market for a new one.
However, my yoga mat and I have been through so many good (and bad, and grueling, and kiss-my-ass!) times together that I’m not ready to let her go just yet — completely, that is.
Thus, I’ve done some research on how to repurpose yoga mats. Reusing old yoga mats both helps you cut back on your environmental impact and get a few helpful tools around the home.
I mean, win/win, right?
Although I’m a strong advocate of running outdoors, I’m not at all opposed to joining a gym (especially when exercising outside or even in your home just isn’t an option). They’re full of all the equipment you want and need, they’re great places to meet new people, and — let’s face it — Netflix marathons aside, going to the gym gives you a much better reason to wear those sweats.
However, joining a gym can be intimidating — for some (like me), it can even cause panic and anxiety.
Even so, I decided to join a gym this year as part of my physical wellness plan, and my experiences shopping around helped me figure out a few tips for joining a gym that might help you, too.
Yes, I know they’re all too common, but I have to admit I love year-end round-up posts. They give me a chance to look back and see what made my readers tick, and they give you a chance to catch up on some of the most popular posts of the year!
Based on Google Analytics, social media reports, and good ol’ fashioned comments, below are the Top 12 Your Body, Your Mind Posts of 2014.
As a practicing yogi, you’d think I’d at least try to embrace all challenges that come my way. After all, among many other things, yoga is all about centering oneself—finding peace and balance both on and off the mat.
Yet, when my yoga instructors suggest headstands, handstands, and other yoga inversion poses, I’m ready to run screaming for the door.
I start feeling panic and anxiety, and later I’m a little depressed that I didn’t give it a try—three emotions yoga intends to reduce, not encourage.
Several times over the past couple of years, I’ve considered getting my RYT 200, i.e. 200 hours of yoga teacher training so I can become a Registered Yoga Teacher. During 2013, I seriously considered it, going so far as to complete the application and start browsing the books I needed to purchase.
Alas, my father began and lost his battle with cancer right before classes started and I wasn’t able to devote the time or money.
Yesterday, I received an email from my favorite yoga studio letting me know they were hosting a 200-hour yoga teacher training starting January 2015.
Naturally, my interest was piqued all over again.
Also naturally, I have my doubts.
I have a confession to make: I might have seriously flaked out last weekend.
Actually, I DID seriously flake out last weekend.
You see, last summer I participated in The Color Run (pictured above). It was A BLAST. I got together a big group of friends and formed a team and we had so. much. fun.
Years ago, I used to call myself “doing yoga” when I’d pop in a DVD and breathe and bend when the instructor told me.
These days, I prefer practicing yoga in a class. Sure, I have enough knowledge of certain yoga poses and yoga sequences that I can (and do) practice at home, but overall I make sure to get to a class or two each week.
Robin Williams committed suicide earlier this week.
Say that again, out loud.
Robin Williams — one of the world’s funniest and, despite suffering from depression, seemingly happiest men on earth — committed suicide.
OK, let’s just get this out in the open: I hocked my first loogie ever (like, ever ever).
A few weeks ago, I ran my first 5k of 2014. Some of you will remember because I was trying hard not to be a little whining baby about having not trained in, like, a year.
(That, and that my beau basically told me to shut it and get out there.)
Well, I got out there. I didn’t beat my personal record (I was actually a few minutes off — whaaa), but I got out there and ran and jogged and walked and sweated my bum off and laughed with other runners and…
…hocked a big ol’ loogie.
As I mentioned before, I’ve had a little trouble getting back into serious running lately.
I’ve had various conversations about this. Some people say, “Just get out there and do it.” Others say, “Just be patient; it’ll come back to you.”
Others still say, “Maybe you just don’t want to run anymore.”
However, the funniest conversation I had about running (or, not running) was with a friend a few days ago. We were talking about how great it feels after the run, but how we’re kind of literally cussing out the run while it’s happening!
I’m guessing I’ll figure it out eventually, but in the meantime I just keep trudging running along.
Isn’t that how it goes in life sometimes? You do things you think you want to do, and find out you don’t actually want to do them. Or, you don’t do things that, if you did do them, you’d actually enjoy?
What are some things YOU could stop doing that, by stopping, you’d actually gain some joy? On the other hand, what are some things you could START or KEEP doing that would keep the joy rolling in — even if you have to tough it out a little to get there?
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