Err guys, I don’t know how you guys can do this everyday… this puts me to sleep
Being on the yoga mat wasn’t part of our agenda when I dropped by my friends’ with homemade lemon squares. Reluctantly, I joined them in front of the TV guided yoga channel…
She: What do you think? *rolling up the yoga mats*
Me: To be honest, that’d put me to sleep. *sank back into the couch*
She: What? Really? How come? *genuinely surprised*
Me: I mean, how do you hold the same pose for 3 minutes and not doze off? Especially with that voice!
She: But don’t you feel good after all the stretching? *still bewildered*
Me: Err… kind of. I guess? *not wanting to disappoint her eagerness*
Looking back 4 years ago, perhaps I was not in the right frame of mind to begin yoga.
The idea of being aware of your breathing was too abstract to grasp.
I failed to see the benefits and labelled yoga in the pile of “done it and don’t care about it.”
Busying in the kitchen, my mom looked up from the basked of soaked Chinese cabbage. I can still hear the water running in the background…
She: I have a mandatory meeting tomorrow evening. *nonchalant*
She: Can you attend my yoga class? I don’t want that money to go to waste.
It was not the particular instructor nor the fellow yogis.
The feeling of body renewal I experienced immediately after the class made me rethink my earlier bias towards yoga.
I supposed that is how cognitive-behavioural therapy works.
Chatting away, we were keeping each other up to date of our lives. Friends in another country sometimes feel closer than those in the same city…
Me: Weekly yoga class cancelled temporally. Corona. So we’ve been watching YouTube yoga channels instead.
She: Try Down Dog. Best yoga app. Wait, no, best app I’ve downloaded.
It was not an exaggeration.
And it’s also free until May 1st, 2020 in response to COVID-19 pandemic.
I still don’t love yoga; rather, it simply fits in with my lifestyle.