|Tony Horton is a Sadist|
The first 45 minutes are all intense moving poses guaranteed to leave you dripping with sweat so profusely you’ll need to wear gloves for traction while doing downward dog. The next 25 minutes are all balance poses. There’s something about Tree Pose makes everything feel right in the world. But then just when you are feeling relaxed, BAM! Tony hits you will Yoga Belly X. Kiss my ass Tony! I’ve just done more than an hour of yoga and now you’d like me to work my abs? Who does this guy think he is!!
So I do it… swearing all the while… And then heaven comes: Child’s pose, happy baby and then corpse pose (aka, lying down). While in corpse pose Tony says, “If you can believe it, I’m not going to say anything for a full minute”. Well I can’t believe it and he actually only makes it about 40 seconds before he starts running his nonsense talking, bad movie quoting, mouth again. But in that 40 seconds of lying on my back, eyes closed, relaxing after an hour and 20 minutes of yoga, the epiphany hits.
For as much as I need Tony to stop talking and as often as I mute my workouts so that I don’t have to hear him anymore, it is actually something he said that caused me to have this moment of insight.
Tony tells us how important it is not to skip this part of the workout** He says that it’s part of the Yang energy in the Yin and Yang. After working so hard and expelling so much energy it’s important to sit quietly and calm your mind.
This got me thinking about cosmic balancing forces. Do we always have to have a balanced Universe? I mean, that sounds right, but it’s a little discouraging.
I am currently the happiest I’ve ever been in my life… And the most stressed.
I don’t just mean a little bit of stress that is making me frustrated. I mean I’m so stressed I feel nauseous most of the day, I wake up hourly every night out of panic, and I am continually breaking down crying my eyes out. Conversely, I have never felt more joy as I walk down the street and look at children playing in the hydrant water, my heart feels like it will lift right out of my chest, and I laugh louder, play harder, and feel deeper than I can recall in the past. It seems about right that those two seriously conflicting emotions would go together.
But this makes me worried. When I go back to not feeling despair (dramatic word choice) in every corner of my job, will I also have to return to only feeling happiness at a mediocre level?
I can recall back to times when I was stress and worry free and I remember my happiness levels were nothing to remark about. I also remember times when my happiness was intense and heightened, but my stressors at the time were nothing to scoff at.
Is this our fate? Does anyone agree with me? Does a person have to feel extreme sorrow to feel extreme joy? Am I about to start my period? Am I an overanalyzing drama queen? Maybe.
I feel like it can't possibly be the case. At least, I hope this can't possibly be the case.
Let's have a little discussion, shall we. I am going to turn off the filter for my comments on this post. Please impart your wisdom on this matter. Let’s overanalyze this together like the drama queens we are!!
* I’m at about day 50 now and I HATE Tony Horton. He, his short attention span and counting inconsistencies can kiss my ass.
** I always skip this part. Shhhhh, don’t tell but by the time we get to the lying around part I realize I have other things to be doing.