So this is the new year, and you don’t feel any different. So how do you actually reinvigorate your life without burning yourself out? My suggestion is to try only one or two new things at a time, and make sure those things are for you. You can do other new things for your kids and your family, but have a few just for you. And introduce them slowly, so that you don’t feel guilty or selfish (which you shouldn’t anyway, but I know you) for doing them.
My personal solution was yoga, which to anyone who knows me is hilarious. I’m like a frenetic chipmunk in all things. I can’t get through even 1/3 of a thought before my brain moves on to something else. I wrote up an account of my first yoga class yesterday. The point not being to scare you off new things (which it might, I can’t lie), but to show that you can suck at something and still have fun, and still go back. Maybe.
I showed up with my friend, Leanna, and neither of us had ever been before. We were sitting on our mats before class talking about how she accidentally suffocated a mouse. Which we soon learned was kind of not the conversation people showing up at a yoga class expect.
Then my phone rang. Great. And the class hadn’t started yet, so I just ignored it, thinking no big deal. Wrong.
The instructor walked in and said, “There is a phone that needs to be claimed.” And I’m like, what, because it rang? But I didn’t say anything. I felt like hiding, actually.
Someone ratted me out, though. “I think it’s in the burgundy purse.”
And I’m like, welp, this is getting off on the right foot then.
So, defensively, I said, “Are we not allowed phones for ninety minutes here? Because I have kids with needs, and I’m not turning my phone off for that long. Is this the wrong class for me?”
They helpfully and with no attitude at all (not) suggested I put it on vibrate. That was fine with me.
It was enough so that the instructor came over to me before the start and crouched down to my eye level (I know that trick!) and made a big deal about not starting on the wrong foot.
Then we had to start breathing which was a right mess. I don’t like breathing in deeply. It takes too long. But I tried. Throughout the class, though, she was all inhale when you blah and exhale when you blah, and I was like, Crap! I forgot I was supposed to be doing extra special happy thoughts fairy breathing! And quickly overcompensated.
I hit the lady on the mat next to me in the face with my arm once, and knocked over my water bottle loudly another time.
At one point, the instructor asked everyone to relax completely, and someone farted. And I laughed (quietly, thank goodness.) I was the only one. Come on, isn’t anyone else 12?
There was a short spurt I enjoyed where we did some poses that were really difficult for me. But the first half hour was all sitting and breathing. She said, “make your intention for the day. It can be for you, someone close to you, or the greater good.”
I was all, my intention for today is to KICK ITS ASS.
Not what they’re looking for there, I expect.
Then at the end we wasted (it felt like to me. I know that centering yourself and being one with whatever the fuck we’re supposed to be one with is important, but I’m just not there yet) Anyway, we wasted the end thirty minutes lying there, doing nothing.
Jesus, I just about died.
She’s all, invite the softness in. I’m all, dude, the softness was laid off about a decade ago.
I did learn that I clench my jaw like a mofo though. Every time she said relax your jaw, I was like, oh yeah. CLUNK.
Anyway, the whole time we were laying there doing nothing, I was running through all the things I could/should be doing instead, and when I wasn’t doing that, I was berating myself for being privileged enough to be able to lay around and do nothing but think about myself for 30 minutes.
So that when she said, accept your inner goodness, my inner whatever just about died laughing and was like, but can we go now, though?
I had to go up to her after class, and say to her, look, I’m obviously really high strung and frenetic. I’m going to keep coming, I think, so please don’t think I have attitude or look down on you or yoga or anything. It will just be me laughing at myself. I promise. I mean no disrespect.
She said, … … …I think this class will be really good for you.
And I was like, sure, if I can get over analyzing the ceiling tiles for imperfections when I’m supposed to be letting the good air in or whatever, or softening my thighs, whatever that is.
Great start? Maybe not so much. But it was new, it was for me, (something I obviously need to work on), it was kind of fun, and I’ll try it again. And that makes the new year new.