Yesterday was the day of lasts – the last day in a Crossfit class for a few weeks, the last in-person yoga class for a while. A day of mixed emotions for sure.
Emotions were running high at the gym this morning when we met up to start the workout. At Crossfit we keep each other healthy by working out together – that slight competitive edge makes you dig just a little deeper. We are a mutual support group emotionally too. And how many of us got ill – none? – except during lowndown when stress got the better of us. This makes me cross.
Yoga was pretty much the same – it’s a gentle release and a happy place for those who come to class. A place not just to stretch, but a place to ease into the body and relax. Sure you can do it online – but it’s not the same. There’s something about the ritual of going somewhere – the commitment – that makes it work. I dare anybody to suggest my yoga classes are not a safe and nurturing environment.
As my class ended so the gym closed. Sadness and anger mix.
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