Day 4...it took awhile, but finally happened.

It was a struggle to get to yoga over the past few days.  I'm not overly surprised that my return presented a challenge.  The previous week had been mentally and physically hard on my body.  I've been treating it gingerly.  Allowing myself to take it easy because it's recovering.  I cited a variety of reasons for avoiding class, many of them legitimate...too dehydrated, having a headache, eating too much or too little before class, and so on.  While well meaning, they eventually became excuses.  Depression is often like this.  You wait.  Sometimes a very long time for the motivation to arrive, before taking action..."I'm too tired to go out today, I'll rest, and try tomorrow, or, I won't be any fun, so why bother going out with my friends?" and so forth.  Then one day a very wise person told me something I really already knew, but very much needed to hear all the same.  Often action must come BEFORE the motivation.  Certainly it takes a leap of faith, but there can end up being a reward in the end...more action.  So today I did go to class.  Even though I had a headache, had very little water before class, and ate a couple slices of greasy pizza a couple hours ahead of time.  It still worked out.  I had an average class.  Nothing more, nothing less.  The class really wasn't about challenging myself physically or mentally.  It was about getting going again.  Kind of like starting your car.  I didn't really intend on driving anywhere, I just needed to warm up my engine, so to speak.