Believe it or not … I was the weakest girl in school, and then in college.
And basically up until age of 25.
I was afraid of sports lessons.
When we played volleyball, basketball or any other kind of sports “torture” no one wanted to take me to their team. Because everyone wanted to have someone strong and fast in their teams. Not the clumsy girl who was also the shortest in the class.
So I always associated sports lessons with humiliation.
In December 2015 I got to my first yoga class and once again felt all the disadvantages of weak muscles.
But surprisingly I didn’t feel the humiliation anymore. After all, the yoga class was not a competition, but rather a combination of some amazing energy.
My legs and arms were shaking. It was hard to breathe in downward dog pose, in table top pose, eagle pose and in general in any pose. My body was begging me to stop. And during the practice I told myself a hundred times, “Well that’s it, you won’t come back here.”
But I came back .
