I started doing yoga back in April and at first, it was because of a knee injury that was preventing me from running. I still wanted to stay active and yoga seemed like an appropriate solution for me.

Until a week ago, I used to wake up at the same time as Ellie. Usually around 8 or 9AM.

If you want to have the most delicious meal you’ve ever had in your entire life, there’s no need to spend a fortune going to a Michelin 3-star restaurant to eat food prepared by a famous chef.

Yesterday I found the courage to try doing the tripod headstand again. And although I’m comfortable with the traditional headstand using forearms, this tripod version feels scary to me.

Since my early childhood, my parents would tell me I should have good grades at school so I could have a well-paid job. So I thought that once I landed it my life would be better.

I’ve been practicing yoga on and off since 2012. I’d do just a couple of rounds of the sun salutation for maybe 2 or 3 weeks. Then at some point, I’d just stop and come back at it only when I’d feel down (mostly because of breakups…)

I used to get mad whenever I heard people say, “You should be happy with what you have.” Now I realize I was wrong.

I remember practicing it for the first time back in April and I couldn’t understand how people were able to lift their knees up on their forearms.

All I want is to feel good. And if it means stretching for only 10 min or practicing headstand endlessly then I’m happy.

It’s when I think I don’t have time for yoga that I know it’s the best moment to practice. Even if it’s just staying in savasana and carefully paying attention to my breathing, it still counts.