• The Curious Metisse

Health Club: Yoga with Adriene

Updated: Dec 10, 2019



I’m a bit - let’s be honest, completely - overwhelmed.


I think it’s better to be honest than to pretend otherwise. What’s up, you may ask? A lot of things - and nothing at the same time. I work full-time for a non-for-profit, and this period of the year is always the busiest. It’s tough. The atmosphere at the office is all over the place, stress is everywhere and moods are swinging faster than I can keep up with. Stress at work is a pain, and I’m sure many can relate. Ideally, what happens at work should remain at work. In reality, we can try as hard as we want to disconnect once we go through the door, it’s almost impossible to completely let go of the feelings. Breathe.


I mentioned it before, but I also volunteer for two associations. I decided to put those on hold in June, because there was no way in hell I would have been able to find time for that. Now that we’re halfway through the month, I’m very happy I did. Prioritise your work. Know what you want to do, what you can do, what you might do and what you will actually do. Breathe.


My social life picked up a notch too. I’ve recently moved back to my hometown, and I’m closer to my friends than ever. The last time I spent more than a couple of months living in my hometown was back at the beginning of 2015. Of course it’s amazing and nice to hang out with my friends and family, but when you already feel that twenty-four hours in a day are not enough, social interactions can quickly add stress rather than alleviate it. Breathe.


Moving back to my parents also added a three-hour commute to my day. It allows me to listen to podcasts and read books, which is great, but it also reduces the time that I could otherwise put in for other leisure activities, such as exercising. By the time I get home, I’m tired. That’s all I can say, all I feel. I’m tired. I don’t want to do much, I just want to go brain-dead. I can’t though, not really. I don’t live alone, and those around me count on me, even if a minimum. I still cook. I still meal-prep my lunches for work. I still catch up with my family. I still try to be present, nice and engaged. But I’m tired. Breathe.


I’m, of course, also trying to prepare my big move to Ontario. Administration-wise, I already have a long list of things I need to take care of. Nothing fancy, nothing complicated, but the list is not going shorter, just longer. I haven’t scratched one thing from it yet. In addition, in two months I’m jobless. It’s my decision, and I can get ready for it. Realistically, there’s nothing else to do but to start applying for jobs again. But damn, what a time-consuming activity. The process, from the time you start your search to the time you apply to a job, one job, is long and frustrating. And that’s my problem right now, I just don’t have enough time. But I can’t keep putting it back to later. I will have to put the effort in, whether I have the time or not. I know it will eat away hours, days, weeks. I don’t have weeks. Breathe.


And then there’s this blog. I started it just a month ago today, and although I have no idea where this will take me, I don’t want to rush it. I don’t want to do a poor job with it. But I can’t seem to prioritize my time correctly. I am struggling to publish posts on time, let alone interact on social media and follow trends like I wanted to. I’m all over the place except where I’m supposed to be. Breathe.


I wish I had a perfect recipe to make it easier. I know techniques, time management, problem solving and all that. I use them a lot, but there’s so much I can do. There’s one activity though, that I always try and make time for, even if it’s only for twenty minutes: yoga. I know, I know. The yogi community has become so big, so trendy that it almost seems as a joke to talk about it at this point. Yoga helps though, it keeps me grounded, gives me a sense of peace even in the craziest of time. I’m not an expert whatsoever. However, I want to get better. I want to keep being motivated to show up every other day on my yoga mat, and learn how to breathe.


My first exposure to yoga was already a few years ago. I am almost a hundred percent sure the first time I tried yoga was at one of those virtual classes from Basic-Fit, the mega gym chain implanted in Western Europe. There was no sound and I was alone in the room, and I remember thinking yoga was basically some kind of long stretching session. I gave it a couple of other shots in the following years, but I have to say, I never really understood the point. What was all the fuss about? What was so beneficial about holding your butt up in the air for a minute?


It took years for me to start appreciating yoga for what it can be instead of what it should be. I thought yoga almost as a cult, and I guess some people might believe it to be so. I wrongly assumed that it was reserved for a specific group of the population. You know who I mean: young women, vegan, environment-friendly, a bit hippie but financially-comfortable enough to pay $30 classes and $10 smoothies several times a week. I am sure some yogis fit this description, haha. Statistically speaking, there’s no way there’s not at least one woman in this whole world that is exactly as I have just described. I mean, have you ever watched Sex and the City?


I was wrong though, I can admit that. And I can tell you how I realized the yogi community was much diverse than I thought it was: Yoga with Adriene. This amazing woman from Austin, Texas, shoots yoga videos that you can follow at home, whenever you have the time. There’s no equipment required apart from a yoga mat. Her classes can be an hour long, but many more are less than thirty minutes long. She’s a funny woman, but more importantly she repeats again and again that the perfect pose, the perfect breathing technique isn’t the point of yoga. Listening to her while moving my body, I learned that taking time to follow a yoga class is taking time to take care of myself. For a short period of time in my day, nothing matters, nothing is scary, nothing is stressful. I move, I stretch, I breathe. My mind is calm, and all I hear is Adriene’s soothing voice.


Once I have a bit more time, I think I’ll start sharing my yoga experience on this blog and social media. I don’t know how yet, but it’d be fun to be able to track my practice. See if I can make something good out of it, eh?


As I said, I’m running out of time today. Still, there are a few things I always want to take time for though: write this blog and follow a yoga class.

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