I have practiced yoga 3 days in a row
This might mean absolutely to you but it is a big win for me
I am in love with my body and I love it considerably more when I'm on a mat and can see what it can do.
I love how my toes spread out like little fat sausages and grip me down for balance.
I love that I can get into crow, and eight angle, and headstands with relative ease even after my long sabbaticals
I love that I push myself a lot more and quell my inner Miss Trunchbull when I flow a difficult flow
But I'm afraid. I'm afraid that one day I'll neglect my body and I'll lose all its capabilities and find myself sitting in a pile of uneaten chocolate cake
And it's partly for this fear that I keep rolling my mat out
I'm also trying to get the inconsistent out of my self description of yogi