My history with Yoga – part 4


By this point in my life, I think I gave up. I think I did not want to try to be better. It felt like this is what happens to everyone after they have kids and get old. You gain weight, you get lazy, and life happens. You try to make excuses, you try to say you don’t have time…but in the end you have to make time. If you don’t you end up sick, injured, or worse…die. I know this sounds morbid but in actuality it’s true. If you don’t make time for yourself, to keep yourself healthy, you will end up in the same place that I am if not worse. I think what really gave me the kick in the a** was when my doctor told me she was going to put me both on blood pressure and cholesterol meds. Even then, it took me a couple of years before I did anything worthwhile to help myself. It was a few years ago, I had some pictures taken and my son told me “you look like mimi (my mom)”. I didn’t pay any attention and just kept doing my thing. Then a couple months after that I saw myself in the mirror…I was like “oh my goodness, I am turning into my mom”. Now before anyone jumps on me and tells me how bad I am being talking about my mom, I am not. My mom even made fun of me and told me herself that I had better do something or I am going to end up like her. Her exact words were: ” I have always been fat. I have never been a small person, but you have. If you keep going the way you are you will have more health issues and physical pain. You need to do something.”  I love her more than anything in this world. She is definitely one of a kind!! 🙂

With all this happening I was still in denial. It’s sort of like being an addict I guess. You keep telling yourself I can change at anytime, I can stop at anytime, I’m not _______(fill in the blank). But reality is you can’t unless you make up your mind to do it. So there I was, the heaviest I had ever been in my life, my doctor telling me I have to take meds to save myself (was a shock and turning point in itself), my mom telling me I’m going to be her…but none of it mattered. That is until my son went to the doctor and his doctor told me he has high cholesterol. When his doctor told me that, I knew I had to change. All of the bad habits I developed were being passed on to him. I could not doom my son to bad health the rest of his life. I went back to my basics. As anyone on here that has been reading my posts knows, I started eating better and exercising. I made my son get up and exercise. It made him better. It dropped his cholesterol down (it’s still elevated but it’s a work in progress) and I lost a little weight. But even then I was not complete. I still could not regain that balance. I did start slacking off…as you can go back and look at all my posts. I had to find that balance and I did. I went back to my old friend. She will always be there even when I am not as good a friend. She brings me back my center, control and balance. She never says I can’t do it…she always knows I can.

Which brings me to today. I am at peace, I have balance, and I am in control. I have started doing my yoga on a regular basis again. I have incorporated it into my regular exercise routines that I made for myself. I have learned that if I don’t make time for myself I can’t provide what my family needs as well as what I need. I know a lot of you say, yoga is just exercise. It’s just a means to an end. For me it has been a life saver both mentally and physically. It has given me my strength.


My history with Yoga – part 3


At this point, like most moms and dads, my life was all about my kids and my spouse. Just keeping it all together was an exercise in and of itself. I’m not complaining about my past. I am just reflecting. I look back and I see how much pain and stress I put myself through when not only could I have made things easier on myself but also on my husband. But hey past is past and that is not what this post is about 🙂

I knew I had to get back to exercising but I’ll be honest it was so hard because I always found an excuse. I did exercise but as many times before it was not complete. I did start a strict regiment of exercise and at that point, I weighed 172 pounds, I lost 15 pounds. I was so happy but felt I was leaving something out. I was happy to have lost that weight but it wasn’t until I started looking for info regarding my health that I stumbled upon another yoga book (noticing a theme here…I love books). This book has so much info in it. and to be honest I learned a lot both about my health and physical being in it. It’s called: The Woman’s Book of Yoga & Health. I’m not trying to promote anything here just giving info if anyone wants to look at anything I have done. I started doing the exercises in it but could not continue. I always seemed to find a reason not to get up and do it. By this point I was 30 or 31 and I just completely stopped. I didn’t exercise or if I did it was half hearted. It did not benefit me because my heart and mind was not in it. I paid the price. For the next 7 years I gained weight and was just so busy (or so I thought) that I didn’t have the time.


My history with Yoga – part 2


As I was saying in my previous post, has always been part of my life. At the point I stopped doing yoga again, my priorities were skewed. I had been married almost 3 years at that point, I was about to go back to college after dropping out, I was trying to get pregnant, I discovered I had a thyroid issue (which I still take medicine for today), and as much as I love my husband…our relationship was not that great at that point. I was so out of balance with everything and it made my life a lot harder. I did try to go back to yoga during this time but it was fruitless. I could not get my mind in the place I needed to be. I could not focus on what I needed. I didn’t really know at that point in my life what I needed. It was not until after my son was born that I attempted yoga again, but I could not stay focused on it until about 3 years and my daughter’s birth was able to do it again.

At that point I was 27 and was feeling older than I was. It felt like my joints were rusted hinges. I was still somewhat flexible but I soon found out how much flexibility I had lost. I could not find any good books on yoga and I had given my book to my niece because she wanted to try it. So here I am, at home with 2 little ones (almost 2 yrs apart) and I start flipping through the channels. I never go to PBS but for some reason I did. I found a show on PBS that was yoga. I was like yes!! I found something I could start again. Well as happy as I was it didn’t last long. I did not stick with it. Not because I couldn’t (actually I think in some areas it still airs) but because again I could not focus to do anything for myself.

My history with Yoga – part 1


Of every exercise I have done in my life, I always come back to yoga. If I injure myself, I need to center myself, I need to de-stress…whatever it is I always come back to yoga. I am not a professional. I have never taken a class of yoga. And I most certainly have not followed the trends of yoga. I started out doing yoga from a book that my mom literally bought to keep me out of her hair…lol!! I was around 8 years old. It was a book of yoga for kids that was “animal yoga”. It made it fun and appealing. It made it something as a kid I could enjoy. I did that yoga for probably 4 0r 5 years, then I just stopped. I lost interest and being a teenager did not care about it.

I did not do yoga again until after I graduated high school. When I graduated high school, I dealt with a lot of issues all at once. Graduating early, starting college, family issues, and teenage hormones…among other things. I lost my balance…my center. I lost a lot of weight. I was not physically healthy. I was 16, 5’7 and 115 pounds. I was not starving myself. I did not have an eating disorder. I found out I had a vitamin deficiency that pretty much prevented me from gaining weight properly. My mom took me to our family doctor and they helped me regain what I should have had. I started taking a regiment of vitamins and within 3 months I went from 115 pounds to 135. I was a lot healthier but still did not have that mental balance…a center if you would. This went on a few more months. I still exercised but it was not the same. It was like something was missing…until I rediscovered yoga. I was at a library book sale and I found an old yoga book by Raquel Welch –  Raquel: The Raquel Welch Total Beauty and Fitness Program. I was like ok we’ll give a try again. It felt amazing  to be able to do it again. As corny as it sounds, it was like yeah this is what I should be doing….lol. So I used that book until I after I was married…probably around 22 or 23.

Early Bird Gets the Worm



There is something to the old saying ‘the early bird gets the worm’. When I get up first thing, before the kids, I get a bit of time to myself. It gives me a chance to get everything ready and straight before they get up. I love that time because I can ground myself and balance all the tasks that I have to do that day. I get to do my exercises and see the sun rise. It is an amazing feeling each day to be able to start new and know anything is possible. I can understand why they say it because it so true. Anything is possible when you wake up each day with the energy and promise that everything is new. So here’s to the birds…lets be that early bird that gets the worm today!!!

*ok as always if it’s not mine I let you know…the above obviously is not mine. I got it off Yahoo pictures.