How It’s Going: Stretching Myself
Yoga is a deceptive practice, and Chair Yoga is even more deceptive.
The first time I went to Chair Yoga, I found myself being one of the youngest in the class. And I’ll admit that initially, I considered being there a waste of my time. However, I have bone spurs in my right knee that could lead to arthritis. Anyone who knows me knows that I love to travel, and travel involves walking on uneven surfaces and uneven heights.
So, there I was.
The stretching and strength portions of the classes involve a lot of balance exercises, often with weights, and frequently testing how long I can hold a pose. I’ve discovered that my left leg is stronger than my right, allergies can impact balance, and I find great joy in having my toes stretch like a tree frog.
Chair yoga has become the gateway to allowing me to dance more in Zumba, stretch more in Pilates Reformer classes, and take on more difficult challenges in Water Aerobics.
Writing is also a deceptive practice. A blank page, turning on the movie that plays in my head as I spool out the setting and dialogue of what I’m trying to portray—it sounds easy enough, but as I practice, I find myself stretching in new ways. It’s not always comfortable, and it certainly is not easy. More often than not, I find myself doing something that I’ve never done before.
I’ve created a newsletter for the people who read my stories. I’m excited and nervous about the prospect of creating short stories of some of my favorite characters and places.
Creating content requires a learning curve, and making it work seamlessly requires an even bigger technological learning curve. My goal with my newsletter is to welcome my readers and give them a gift of a short story. Quarterly, a new story will arrive in their inbox.
There are some hiccups in doing this, but I’m hoping that I will discover the writing equivalents to being stronger because of stretching.
Namaste.
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