I'm going through a period of rage with daily yoga.
I get annoyed with Adriene's wittering , side planks, vinyasas that kill my shoulders, incoherent cues, my inability to step my foot forward from down dog (after years of yoga practice 😡).
I loathe any instruction to "place one hand on the belly, one hand on the heart". Lying down I can't do it confortably because of being fat, big boobs and short arms. And touching my belly makes me quite literally feel sick.
So there's clearly a load of stuff coming up for me, a lot of it about how I feel about myself and my body, how I react to struggling to do things or not feeling competent, maybe a level of self hatred I wasn't aware that I had. It's like therapy 🤣
On the positive side, I went hiking yesterday, shortish walk but one that involved some scrambling. I was amazed by how much easier it felt to manoeuvre myself over the rocks, stretch a foot up to a foothold, hold bodywweight on my arms. Keep on trucking everyone!