On both fronts, I feel surprisingly strong. While that would generally seem good, my inner connection to my body is lacking. As a result, my exercises feel oafish; almost like I am lumbering through the motions with heavy gestures. Regardless of how any of this feels, I know I need to be consistent in each effort. My current goal is to be able to ( Read more... )

Day 2: My body feels much less troubled by my re-acquaintance with yoga. After the initial shock, everything within me seems to remember how to cooperate, even though I still faced a number of challenges. I even managed to smile a few times, when I was unable to assemble a pose smoothly (smiling being one of the most challenging modifications in ( Read more... )

Conceptually, my breathing came back to me, like a healthy habit. I had no delusions of strength or tinglings of excitement; all I had, was a  curious anticipation of what was to come. Before long, my breath began to falter. The sweat on my brow was distracting. I told myself I didn't need a towel; I knew I didn't. Yet, it persisted to annoy me. My ( Read more... )

 I can feel a lot of my body. Yesterday's 10k was like a splash of cool water, reminding me of what it feels like to be alive and active. I was glad to find that I kept a consistent pace through the entire race. I also liked the variety that intermediate-class runners come in; Some are fierce-looking athletes, while others appear to run mostly on ( Read more... )

 Tonight's yoga class ended in a surprising way. As I gathered my items and prepared to leave, I chatted up a fellow practitioner about what she thought of the special event they had at the studio this past Sunday. While she didn't go into loads of detail on the weekend event, we struck up a pleasant conversation (along with a couple other regulars ( Read more... )