Limping to Nirvana

That's one of  the sayings of my yoga teacher after any of our more challenging classes. It has also become one of my repetitive thoughts, as I go through any attempt at "bettering myself" AKA "You are going to regret this before you like it".  Ayeii!

Why is there always a price to be paid for any activity we do because it's GOOD for us? Why can't we just go through what's going to make us so virtuous or healthy or... I guess even... more insightful (?) and then get our "dessert".  Huh?  Huh?

Say I'm trying to reach my toes while not bending my knees. That's important, right...?  So I stretch, and pull my hamstring, and then I'm in pain for the next few months.  Where's my cookie?  Yeah, after all that I CAN reach my toes. Eh.

Or I go through a heartbreak of one sort or the other, and it hurts and hurts. One day I am "better", and it doesn't hurt much anymore, which is important to know.  But still no cookie.

I put in the work. I suffered the pain. Can I please have a cookie?   :)

No yoga picture. Here's one of a Cholla cactus - pleasure and pain, I suppose.
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