I know this seems like it is coming out of left field – and it is true, this is a pretty random article. Heck, some of my friends who read this might be surprised that I even know what yoga is. But I promise, some of the motivation behind this article will be more apparent in the next week or so. For now, just bear with me when I say… I hate yoga, and I wish I didn’t.
Ok, ok. As usual, hate is probably too strong of a word. One of my friends often tells me that I have a bad attitude about things. I’ll be ranting about how much I hate public transportation, for example, and he’ll just shake his head and pronounce that I have a bad attitude. He is right, of course. So maybe that is a better way to describe my feelings about yoga. I have a bad attitude about it.
I’m not a yoga skeptic. Let’s get that out of the way first. In fact, I would consider myself a believer, an admirer even. I watch people do yoga and it strikes me as graceful, balanced, and disciplined. It reminds me a lot of watching an elite rock climber work through a move. Powerful, yet controlled. I’d love to look and feel that way. And I know that working at yoga will help improve my performance in so many of the other athletic adventures I enjoy.
However, every time I resolve to try a session of yoga I have the same negative reaction. The things I am told I should experience seem to happen in reverse. Instead of clearing my head and feeling relaxed, my thoughts race and I feel tense. Instead of feeling limber and balanced, I feel tight and out of control.
Basically, it frustrates me and makes me feel awkward.
I am determined to try to change this. But, first, I needed to identify a few of the things that make yoga such a chore for me.
It strikes me as a catch 22, in order to get good at yoga, you have to be good at yoga.
So now that I have tried to identify some of the reasons for my bad attitude, it is time to talk about what I’m trying to do to overcome them. I have no idea if these will work, but I’m pretty committed to giving it a go.
And if I stick with it, maybe – just maybe – I’ll experience some of the control, and the balance, and the power that I admire in others.
As mentioned, my ‘out of the blue’ yoga obsession will make a bit more sense in a week or so, but until then, wish me luck as I continue with my yoga adventures. And if you have any tips or advice for me (besides “stop whining”), please pass them along… the help is always appreciated and I love hearing from everyone.
Sometimes I think that when Thoreau went into the woods so that he could live deliberately it was the most difficult thing to do – an examined life, a reflective life, is difficult. Yoga is an examined, reflective exercise – it is difficult. I spend 90 minutes of Ashtanga yoga (first trying not to fall over, second trying to breathe) trying to not think – to achieve that meta state that allows me the distance and detachment necessary for true reflection and examination. I am not sure I have ever achieved it, but I believe the journey is the important thing, so the failure is actually good. And the poses (the blocks helped me and a nice yoga belt as well) are microcosms of the larger journey – so each time I fail I know my failure is closer than yesterday’s failure. And when I was really into it I actually achieved a backbend and a handstand (while always failing at any of the twistier poses). And those who are really good should also be always failing as they try to move through the series.
I imagine true Buddhism to be like this – you push yourself to enlightenment and it is the pushing that reaches nirvana which is of value not the nirvana.
I don’t know if that helps – but it helped my type A overachieving self (or, I should say, continues to help)
Leah, THANK YOU for having the patience and insight to say exactly what I’ve been thinking. I only get frustrated, roll my eyes, and walk away when his yoga-tude takes over. Not exactly helpful – s’pose I should work on that myself.
Of course, I should add, that at least Dave is trying. Whenever I try to get Paul to consider how fabulous yoga is he just looks at me with a blank look – as if to say, without a ball, what is the point?
I think you are definitely in one of the best places to try it out. The super crowded yoga studios I’ve seen around here are the opposite of an incentive to go.
As for bad attitude… can we all be a little honest and admit that sometimes bad attitude is adaptive, and funny too.
Nooo, don’t encourage the bad attitude!
Ok, fine, sometimes it’s funny. Other times… it’d be easier to just put him out of his misery. Oh, and this is all yoga from a DVD, in the comfort of our living room… imagine if there were OTHER PEOPLE to deal with.