I LOVE that my husband is going to yoga with me! Most of the time.
That said, it’s so frustrating to see someone who’s not as “good”
as I am (not very yoga of me, is it???) hopping around and pressing into some
very challenging asanas and vinyasas.
Bakasana to chataranga, for instance.
Like this: http://youtu.be/RzuuUWOYxss I can barely get into bakasana and I struggle
to keep my feet up for even a heartbeat.
Yes, I’m jealous. But I also
understand that we’re built much, much differently (thank you!). And you wouldn’t even have to press me hard
to get me to admit that I’m really impressed and proud of what he’s
accomplished.
He’s much stronger than am I so he easily is able to do
things that dare to dream of. On the
other hand, I’m more flexible so I make the easy stuff look good. Put us together and we could kick some
serious yoga ass!
It’s also selfish of me: when he enjoys such awesome
successes he’s motivated to stick with yoga just a little bit more. I mean – how could you not be flushed with
good feeling after nailing this??? So I’m
happy knowing that we’ll be going to our regular class together for a little
bit longer.
My triangle poses were good last night. Deep and relaxed. Very focused but soft. It was wonderful.
Every class offers something: Sharing another’s accomplishments can feel as
good as accomplishing something wonderful yourself.
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