Jamie Wish casting Wednesday has cast the wish, How would you wish to stretch? I have to say, at this moment in time it would have to be yoga for me!
A couple of points why:
a) I ain't nineteen no more. I can not stuff my face full of crap, and feel like a millions dollars the next day. I have found in the recent years that my middle part of my body has become my very own rubber ring. I would get a job as a life guard in the local swimming centre just by looking at me.
b) Sometimes I forget to breathe. Also my posture is shot to hell. People keep away from me in the street because they think I am sleep walking.
But, back in the day, (about three years ago) I did a stint at yoga school every Tuesday night. It was based in this beautiful Victorian house with huge white rooms and large bay windows. My teacher was really lovely and I quite enjoyed going.Nobody turned up soon after so I had one to one classes with her. After about six weeks, I was quite the cocky mare and thought I was the bees knees with all my yoga moves.
It seemed my teacher noticed too. "Claire, I think you have mastered this. I think it is time to move on to the next level."
"Oh my God, I thought, "she wants me to become a teacher at her school!"
"Yes, Claire next week I think we can move you upstairs to the beginners class."
Oh. (deflated balloon sound)
I didn't realise there were at least few levels of yoga training and I have not even started them, I have just been at induction class. (Six weeks at induction stage?*Ahem*)
So as soon as I came around and picked myself of the floor I said "Great!" She hugged me and said "You finally did it!"
Apparently everybody else passed with flying colours and were waiting on the phone call to say I had finally mastered The tree pose and to come on down.
So the next week was a much bigger class, all fifty of us. It was brutal. Not for anybody else, just me. They all looked like graceful swans and there was my reflection grunting and gasping back at me in the mirror. I lasted, say twelve minutes until I wailed loudly "NO MORE!" and collapsed in a crumpled sweaty heap. Needless to say I did not go back, by heck, I don't think I would have been welcome back.
But I enjoyed the induction sessions and I loved yoga. So I want to do it again and try harder! I bought a yoga book recently and even recognised three of the poses. (In the start up stretch section). So I wish to stretch myself like I did so graciously in my inductions sessions, all six weeks of them and my tree pose? Magnificent!. (Let's just not mention the beginners class stage.) Also stretching my mind to realise what situations I am getting my self into would help.This has been my first Wish Cast Wednesday.