A confession... and a resolution

I have a confession to make. I have fallen off the golden sparkly wagon of yoga joy these past few months.

It started with the new job; travelling abroad 2 weeks in 4 and late hours played total havoc with my routine of twice weekly classes. My Thursday class attendance was made negligible from these travels; on the weeks when I was in the UK, I felt too lazy/tired/embarrassed to go along (pick the reason). My Saturday classes similarly went by the wayside as I rediscovered the absolute guilty joy of lounging around in my bed reading books until 11am on a weekday morning.

The problem with stopping yoga - even if you only plan to do so temporarily - is that for me it is a downward spiral... the less I do it, the less I feel like doing it (i.e. the more I need to do it the more I deny it).

I don't know why this is the case - it just is, and it it bloomin annoying. My partner began gently encouraging me to restart (probably noticing I was less toned and, more importantly, generally more angry and stressed) but that only made me feel less like doing it.

So a few monthly went by and I hadn't so much as rolled my poor mat out.

And then, over xmas, the boy asked me to show him some yoga moves. I immediately grabbed the mat, excited about introducing him to the world of yoga, and began to teach him some basic moves and sequences. We did it the first day and the next, and then his sister joined in and we were all doing it. This continued throughout the xmas holidays, until I realised I'd been doing yoga almost every day for a couple of weeks... and I felt great! So I'm back on the wagon in time for NYE and a resolution.

For many people, resolutions are an opportunity to cart out the old favourites following a guilty few weeks of excess (drink less, eat less, exercise more). For me they have been an opportunity to challenge myself; to do something to change or improve my life and widen my horizons. I met my partner following one of my braver resolutions; to join a dating website (which I did most dubiously) and go on as many dates as possible. Other resolutions were not as successful (101 things in 1001 days... although I did about 40 or so), but I cannot think of any that resulted in anything but positive things. So here goes.

I resolve not to let a week go by in 2013 in which I haven't done some yoga, even if this is only a 10 min session on the carpet in my hotel room.