I’m an avid reader. I’m reading “wild” by Cheryl Strayed. I wanted to read it before I see the movie. I was curious if she went hiking for the same reason I hiked. It’s early in this book; she has just started the Pacific Crest Trail, here she explains why she chose to hike; “I had to change, not to a different person, but back to the person I use to be”. This certainly rings a bell.
People hike for many different reasons. I saw plenty of people who were there strictly for the strenuous exercise. I know a few who do yoga for the same reason. I began this hike not only for the exercise, but for peace of mind. My life seemed empty. I wished to change everything. So I chose to change nothing & walk.
During my brief hike, much to my surprise I became aware of how really good my life is, how lucky I am to have what I have. The physical exertion whittled away the “fat of discontent”.
Now a month later I find myself slipping back, into old ways, of wanting to over indulge, to make up for something I think is lacking. I have tried repeatedly to run or take even a vigorous walk on my treadmill. Each time I do this both of my knees complain in a voice I have no choice but to listen to.
So where does this put me? I can slip back, use my knees as an excuse to wallow in unhappiness, or I can accept it & move on.
This brings me to my yoga practice. My guru always suggested to do our practice 6&6…that’s 6:00 AM & 6PM. I have never followed this advice. I believe it is time.