As I look backwards on this year I am happy with the way that I stayed the course in yoga, by not succumbing to the voice that wanted me to give it up.
Between the voice and the lazy feelings that would sometimes overwhelm me, I stayed the course for the greater balance of the year, and I am proud of that.
What I intended when I began was to take better care of myself, to do something that would begin a change and to do it for 60 days.
The sixty days turned into 120, than 180 and then 240, it was then I faltered a bit and began missing a few days.
Yet even in the last month, I have done more yoga than not.
Tomorrow is the last day of the year, and the tally stands at 331 days of yoga done, (after I do today’s, which I best get going on soon) and 33 days no yoga.
I am feeling it was a successful yoga year.
A year of not listening to the voice and feelings that would have me believe, I can’t.
Learning to overcome the voice by doing, and changing the tone to I can.
