A Reflection On My Life - 1131 Words

So much of my life is built around distracting from my endometriosis pain. I watch TV or listen to music while reading. If I engage my mind enough then I can ignore the pain. It is only partially successful. I realized, as I walked to the library, that distraction is how I’ve always gotten through exercise. I don’t like to sweat. It is uncomfortable, although I am working on that distaste. Exercise has always caused pain in my ankles and I’ve never been good at it. Today, I walked in the heat as fast as I could manage to the beat of my Lady Gaga Pandora channel. I used the beat of Pitbull’s Shake Senora to move faster and faster. By the time I made it to the library I was dripping with sweat and my pants were sticking to me. If there were such a thing as tiny men, they could have slid down my cleavage like a slip and slide. This is in total contrast to my yoga experience. Every move in yoga has to be thoughtfully carried out. For one, my balance, as it stands, is horrible. Some of the poses require me to be on one foot or one knee. I have trouble with standing on two feet or balancing on both knees. I am learning and practicing over and over, but I seriously have to concentrate. I have to feel every part of my body and muscles I didn’t know existed. Normally when exercising, I would try to ignore pain in my muscles or work through it, using the adage â€Å"no pain, no gain† or more likely I’d give up. With yoga, if there is pain—I am doing something wrong. Not only do I have toShow MoreRelatedMy Reflection On My Life1372 Words   |  6 PagesOver the last several days, in preparation for this paper and my upcoming interviews, I have done quite a bit of reflection into myself. I have examined carefully the experiences I have had in all areas of my life, namely in a profession al setting, within my educational background, and amidst my personal life. 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