That said, I miss having an exercise routine. We have the elliptical at home, but it makes me feel like I'm cheating on my running. So today, before anyone else was awake, I tried to bring back an old friend- morning yoga practice. I did fifteen minutes of mostly standing poses, and it felt great. I plan to add five minutes a day until I'm up to around 30 minutes, which is all I get before the bambino comes running out of his room, ready to tackle (literally and figuratively) the day. I miss how flexible I used to be. I miss how strong my back, shoulders, and abs used to be. I know yoga will get me back there, because when I did it regularly I felt amazing.
- I started doing yoga in college. Yes, I got credit for stretching on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
- I practiced at home for years, and then I took prenatal yoga when I was expecting my son. It made me strong, mentally and physically, for birth and motherhood.
- The baby and I attended mom and baby yoga for the first several months of his life. While the teacher was the same amazing woman from prenatal, she pretty much attacked us new mothers (in a loving way) to get us back in shape. Painful but amazing.
- After going back to work, I continued to do yoga with and without the baby at home up until last summer, when I began training for my first marathon.
Why did I quit? I didn't plan to, but running took up my time and yoga time with a toddler is actually wrestling time. So now, early in the mornings before the wrestler awakes, I will get back to my practice. I have books, magazines, cards, and sequences online. If it takes twenty-one days to make a habit, I've only got twenty left!