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a little spruik for yoga

Something great that has come from being on the infertility journey has been yoga. I think I'm addicted.
I had always practiced a bit of yoga here and there, but this year, it's shot right up to nearly a daily practice.
In fact I'm writing this post from my yoga mat right now. Thanks to my fave at home practice--- yoga with Adriene, I started today with a nice practice of concentration and focus. Perfect for a Monday morning.
What is it about yoga that is pulling me through? What doesn't it offer??!
honoring my body,
loving myself,
showing up,
connecting with what matters,
awareness of where I'm at,
discipline,
serenity
and just having fun!!! Handstands are a big goal right now!
I have just fallen in to yoga and the need for it is strong while I am going through the weirdness of infertility and IVF.
And you know what, each time I've gone to get my egg-collection done, the hospital have provided a packet of these "body wash wipes". They are like super good quality baby wipes I guess. I haven't really needed them for what they are intended for, but I've taken the packs home each time. and well... they are the best damn yoga mat wipes ever. (I guess they'd want to be, since effectively they are a few hundred dollars a wipe, haha).

So here's to infertility for drawing me closer to yoga, and here's to failed ivf rounds for providing me with a great way to wipe the mat clean.

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  1. I love Yoga with Adriene! She got me doing it regularly, though I've had a big break trying to figure out how's to do it with a knee I can't fully bend since my accident. Ice recently decided to just work through it, though I'm not up to public classes. I do love it though.

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    1. Yoga with Adriene is great! She was the one who got me in to regular practice too... I'm so sorry about your knee, I can imagine figuring out how to do yoga without a bendy knee would be a challenge. Sometimes even just the act of getting on the mat and showing up, honoring what you can or can't do, is good for you!

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  2. they are the best damn yoga mat wipes ever. and then there is that. Great. :-)

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