I wanted to start the year off right with a 30-day yoga challenge. Yoga was one of the things I missed on the road and wanted to be a part of my return.
Thirty days of yoga, when you have only practiced it three times in 18 months, is ambitious but I have completed two 30-day challenges before when I was a faithful hot yoga student at Moksha Yoga – and then Yoga Tree opened up down the street from work. It was a sign.
Or so I thought
Days 1-13 were amazing. After a week I felt stronger, more energetic and had really focused on becoming healthier. I once woke up at 5:30am so I could go to a class before work as I knew I would working late. I was on such a streak I had no idea I would be blindsided by the great hurdle of all:
A massive hangover
Day 13 was a Saturday night. I chose to drink vodka and water as the healthier solution – after all it was water too! But somewhere along the night doubles seemed like a good idea.
Doubles are never a good idea.
The next day all that water I drank could not save me from the massive vodka hangover. I learned when vodka battles water, vodka wins. I stayed in bed all day watching movies and did not get out of bed until 7pm!
Yoga was out of the question. Then I really fell off the bandwagon and just did not go back for nearly two weeks, but instead of looking at this as a failure I did learn a few things:
1) I need to learn moderation. Doing this challenge was a priority for me and yet I allowed bad habits to rob me of the accomplishment.
It is completely unrealistic for me to say I’ll stop drinking, I socialize a lot and it’s one of the few vices I enjoy. But I need to look at the bigger picture and if something is truly importantly to me I can cut back on the number of drinks – or at least lay off the doubles.
2) I need to be more flexible. The previous 30-day challenges with Moksha Yoga allowed for a few double class days to make up for days I could not go. I was so stubborn that I had to do it every day that I couldn’t bring myself to go back. If I attempt it again I won’t be so strict.
I looked back at my notes from the 13 days when I was so proud of myself for learning how to properly do a shoulderstand or just making the effort to go and I was reminded that simple changes combine for a larger effort:
When you control your breathing you control your mind. When you control your mind you control your life.
So it’s all to say it is about balance. Neither being strict nor being a lush is conducive to meeting goals, next time I’ll be kinder to myself and a less sloshy drunk so I can finish a challenge.