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Posted By: René on January 14, 2013
Within the past few months I started taking Bikram (Hot) Yoga classes. (What is Bikram?) I love it. Quite honestly, I haven’t had as good of a workout since I was training for soccer in college.
I’ve always been a runner. It’s been my primary form of exercise as it not only keeps me healthy but helps me to clear my mind. But running has always been a “brute force” kind of activity to me. I run long distances and you just keep pushing yourself to not stop. One of the things about Bikram that I truly enjoy is how it engages mental focus. In this world of constant distraction its very hard to find activities that COMPLETELY consume your thoughts. Bikram comes very close to doing so and that quality is not lost on me. Also, the 90-minute sessions in a sweltering environment are incredibly exhausting.
I often think back to my formative years and realize that I spent much of it inducing physical states of exhaustion. All throughout high school and college, week in and week out, I was constantly training for soccer and consistently exhausted myself with workouts or games. This level of intensity was ingrained into my physical and mental psyche. That being said, I just went nearly 10 years without that level of exertion. Oh, how I missed it. And as long as my body holds up, I don’t think I can do without routine physical exhaustion. It clears my mind and makes me feel normal.
After my first Bikram yoga class I was tired beyond belief but I also felt like I’d been reunited with an old friend. In school I went through a long phase where training and physical exhaustion was a means to an end. A way to get better at athletic competition. But what I didn’t realize was that during that phase physical exertion had become a key ingredient to my overall existence. But I don’t know if I could have even recognized that fact. Especially at that point in life where we are relentlessly looking forward.
A big part of life is drifting in and out of phases perhaps to discover them once again… but always with greater or new-found appreciation. Phases are fluid it seems. Some have abrupt beginnings and ends and others literally “phase in” and “phase out”. Should I hold onto moments tighter? Should I let go more easily knowing that in the future I just might seem them again? Maybe just acknowledging them for what they are, and nothing more, is best.
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