Move out of my way…
I could tell today that this is truly becoming a habit for me. I nearly drop-kicked the youngest and my husband out of the house today. My anxiousness is because as soon as they leave I’ve been doing my yoga session for the day. They’re out the door; I’m on my mat.
There’s a trickle of electricity once I’ve had my morning coffee and I’m like, alright, ready for yoga. I’m tapping my foot if anyone makes me late for it.
Yes. This is a good thing.
Today I noticed that I can stretch a little further during my bends and stretches. Still child pose is like sheer torture, but I know I’ll get there.