For the past month, I’ve been exploring a yoga studio in my new neighborhood here in Newport Beach, Ekam Yoga. I’ve felt more drawn back to my mat and to practicing yoga than I have in a long time… like, YEARS. Quite honestly, I’ve sort of fallen in love with this studio itself. The vibe there has fed into that little voice inside me that was calling for a return to the mat, and helped me renew a love for yoga I’d semi forgotten about.
I’ve historically only liked super hot yoga (like power yoga classes or Bikram), and this studio is not that at all. There are warmer flow classes (which is mainly what I’ve stuck to), but nothing too terribly sweat-worthy. And yet I have sincerely enjoyed every class I’ve gone to at Ekam, and each moment on my mat in the practice room. I’m not sure if it’s because of the relaxed, calming SoCal vibe, or just the season of life I’m in right now, or just the deep “let’s talk about life/your existence/the universe” sharing that each yoga teacher I’ve had there so far has brought to the practice…. but there’s something. I’m drinking the Kool-Aid. (But let’s be honest – the deep thoughts sharing is pretty much my favorite part because I love me some good ol’ deep thinking.)
I recently realized there’s also a small amount of fear inside of me regarding concentrating more wholly on my yoga practice, and taking an eye off of running. As if there’s a piece of me that’s scared I’ll lose the speed/endurance/consistency that I’ve built up over the last few years of racing, or – perhaps even more – that my heart will not want to return to running………. what has for so long been ever deeply tied to my identity.
That sounds sort of silly, doesn’t it? As if people aren’t allowed to change and evolve and let each chapter of their lives move them in new ways (or old ways). I know deep down that just because I take a mini vacay from running, I’m not necessarily banishing my running identity altogether, but I suppose I’m not sure what will actually happen when I admit that I might love other activities more right now. I’M A RUNNER, DARN IT. And, I mean, I am…. though I have barely looked at my running shoes since the San Diego Half, and I seem to have a bit of runner’s knee flaring up these days.
Anyways, YOGA. Right now, in what feels like a moving-at-the-speed-of-light, million puzzles pieces thrown up in the air sort of time of my life, yoga feels like an answer more than anything else. Or at least a light, and a way to ground myself and remember things happen for a reason, how they should and when they should. And that’s something, right?
That being said, I plan on running this morning. 😉 P.s. if you live in the Costa Mesa/Newport Beach area, check out Ekam! (And nooooo, they don’t know I’m writing about them!)
Yoga – are you a fan or no? And do you believe in fitness “seasons” in your life, aka being drawn to different types of activities at different times in your life?