I first began to notice the human tendency to chase extremes during my early years teaching yoga.
There seems to be a tendency, in most of us, to be ALL IN or not in at all.
For example:
You take a yoga class / do a workout / run four days a week for a month. You are so proud of yourself. You walk with a lightness in your step. You finally feel like, maybe I’m okay. Maybe I’m not the worst person in the world.
And then, life happens: You catch a cold. You don’t sleep well for a few nights in a row. You have a fight with someone. Your schedule implodes.
You don’t take a yoga class / do a workout / run for a few days. Maybe even a week. Maybe even a month.
You tell yourself: you suck. You are the absolute worst. Why can’t you stick with shit.
The problem, of course, is not that you dropped your routine for a week. Or even two. Honestly: this is not a problem at all. This is reality. This is life.
The problem is, the negative, critical, completely unwelcome voice in your head, drama queen as fuck, who throws her hands up in the air and says WELL ITS ALL OVER FOR ME. ALL MY PROGRESS IS GONE. I GIVE UP.
I’m really (really) shit at arguing, but I’d give this one a good hard go:
It’s my feeling that The Hard Part isn’t starting.
It’s my feeling that The Hard Part isn’t finding momentum.
The Hard Part, is loving yourself even when you drop the ball. Even when
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