Back on the Wagon

I've found it! I've written before about my on and off relationship with exercise. I'm not one of those people who eagerly bounds out of bed in the morning to go run my 5K. However, as I've mentioned previously, I really enjoy tennis. But, alas, it's a time limited venture since I play outdoors, live in Ohio, and my partner has turned realtor mogul (go Pam!) so our complicated schedule has become even more complicated. Enter serendipity. Last winter I was invited to join a yoga group being held at a friend's house. I was a little trepidatious. The last time I tried yoga was in the mid-90s in the attic room of my local YMCA. It was hot; it was boring; I thought I would poke my eyes out. But I'm down with the karmic energy so I though I'd give it a whirl again. I love it! I love the teacher, who creates new routines for us every week (no more boredom) that seem to be the perfect balance a good workout, a good stretch, and a monkey mind tamer. Best of all, I love what it's doing for my energy level and body. Once I hit 40 I was feeling a bit pessimistic about the change potential of my body. But I've discovered in the last 4 months, do enough downward dog and plank and I can have biceps again. And start to cultivate long and lean muscle mass again. I'm not kidding myself- I won't ever look like Madonna (who am I kidding? I never looked like Madonna... except for a brief period of time in the 80s when I wore lace gloves and neon bracelets) but I can look like a better 40-year-old version of myself. And feel better. I'm back on the wagon again.