Fat, fat, fat...

Get the point? I'm feeling fat. I went to yoga today and was reminded yet again (since my return this past week) that I'm not working with the same body as before. Some of the postures I'm having a hard time with are standing head to knee (more weight in my middle making the bend extremely claustrophobic and tight) and fixed fern. I literally can not get my hips to rest comfortably between my knees. Fixed fern used to be no problem for me. How disappointing. On the upside, my favorite teacher was there today. Love her, very down to earth gal. She talked briefly today about compassion for ourselves and my eyes welled up (seriously? I'm going to cry at yoga). I have no compassion for myself or my body. I hate it right now. I'm not sure what to do about that. The best remedy I can come up with is to continue doing my best to care for the body I have. Act, as if, I suppose. Maybe compassion will come...