I've always had problems with stiff muscles and joints, and if you've been reading this blog for a long time, you'd know that every so often, I vow to change that. Usually what happens is I spend a day or two doing some extra stretching and vaguely mumble something about looking into doing some yoga.
And then I fall back into my old habits of training like mad and pushing my muscles to their limits, followed by stretching for about a minute and a half before rushing off home to get on with my day.
I know I need to work on my flexibility. I know I need to be kinder to my body. But of course, knowing and doing are not the same thing at all.
It seems that crunch time has now come. The evil Lizilla has sent me a new program, which involves YOGA. Eek! That sh*t is so far outside my comfort zone that I'm practically having a panic attack about it. OK, I might be exaggerating just a little, but man, I hate doing stuff that I'm not good at. Which is probably why I've never got very far with my "get bendier" resolutions before.
As we all know though, everything you've ever wanted is waiting for you, right over there --> outside your comfort zone. Guess where I'm heading?