Due to the late Patriot game last night, today I opted for 6 pm yoga. It’s dangerous to do this because I run the risk of that “maybe not” feeling around 4:30. My way to get around that is to think of the experience I had at my last 6 pm class about a month ago.
I wasn’t sure I wanted to go. It was August and it was hot. But I so wanted a five day week, so I pushed myself. The class was tough, but oh the wonderful feeling when I got home. The shower and relaxed feeling that took over my body and mind were indescribable. Knowing the day was over and all I had to do was sink down in a bed instead of take on a day, was worth it in itself.
That’s what got me there tonight. Tonight’s class was one of those perfect teacher, perfect room, perfect pace classes. Home, now, that wonderful feeling of being done with the day and my body can take its time replenishing, is taking over.
Sometimes we just have to choose to be optimistic. Look back on a pleasant experience and let it carry us forward. Borrow the energy from a day gone past. Many times a past experience creates hope for the future. The best part? It’s a conscious choice to be optimistic. It doesn’t mean hearts and flowers and constant laughter. Today I read that optimists have a deep belief in their goals and vision. Make a choice:
“No matter what state of mind your in, you can choose to look for those growth opportunities and silence that self-defeating voice of doubt.” ~ Spark People
And so, as another day goes by, I’m glad I chose 6 pm, I’m glad I chose to be optimistic about going, and….totally relaxed, …I have written.
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