A late message from Scrooge

I have limped through the holidays, and now, several days on the other side of the Holiday Season, I can say that I hate the disruption that the holidays introduced into my yoga practice. I stopped going to classes (reduced schedules at my yoga studios), too many other family issues to keep me off the mat, and plenty of excuses to justify the relapse. I put on five pounds because of the huge meals our family consumed, the abundance of treats, and a general lack of restraint. When I finally got back to my yoga practice, the first sessions were torture. My extra pounds felt like a tombstone around my neck. I had to drop into child’s pose to regain my breath. I’ve struggled to regain my momentum, but it’s come back little by little.