Yesterday I attended a hot yoga session with my good friend Sarah. Not “hot” like trendy. Literally hot. I don’t know the exact temp but there was a lot of sweating going on in that class. I don’t do yoga that often because, well, it’s just not my thing. My thing, as you all probably know, is this ever-dying devotion to running…or attempting to run. And then Bodypump. I’ve been doing that a lot more the last couple months.
Anyway, I was at this hot yoga session with Sarah (yoga is totally her thing) and the teacher had a theme for the day. Being that it was New Year’s Eve, she wanted the theme to be inspirational, and quite frankly, she nailed it.
The theme was, “Be a warrior…not a worrier.” And then she proceeded to play all sorts of warrior-themed music throughout the session. Lots of pop references – Taylor Swift, “Haters gonna hate, hate, hate…” and Christina Aguilera, “So thanks for making me a fighter!” and Katy Perry, “And you’re gonna hear me ROAARRRR” and then of course some Rocky references, “It’s the eye of the tiger…” Anyway, it was a very unexpected playlist for something like yoga, but it was awesome. And very uplifting. And her theme stuck with me throughout the day.
Am I a warrior or a worrier?
And what am I going to be in 2018?
I’d love to say I’m not much for New Year’s Resolutions, but secretly I love them. They allow me to benchmark the year even if it’s an overly ambitious wish, “Well, guess I didn’t become a best-selling author this year.”
And then I thought about the last year. Sure I’ve had lots of warrior-like moments. I trained and ran for a half marathon. I found a new job (eventually). I lost the weight I put on during treatment. I figured out how to lessen my neuropathy symptoms. All good things. All warrior-like things, in my mind.
But there was a lot of worry too. Worried about finding a job. Worried about falling into the wrong job. Worried about how I look. Worried about how long it would take my hair to grow back. Worried about how my feet hurt when I ran long distances. Worried about always presenting myself in a positive light. Worried about talking about things that I thought would make other people worry. Worried about my family. Worried about my friends. Worried about things outside my control. Worried about being too controlling with things inside my control. Worried about my dog and his crazy ailments. Worried that I was somehow screwing up my kid (I mean, we all screw up our kids a little bit, right?).
Okay, you get the point. It seems like the list of worries is really never-ending and I actually had to stop myself there because I could have kept going.
I’m not trying say that you and I shouldn’t worry about anything ever. No. That’d be impossible. But maybe just to worry less. And definitely stop worrying about the things outside your control – like what other people think of you. You can’t make everyone happy all the time, so why try? I feel like I’ve heard a version of this a million times and have really tried to live up to that. But it’s hard! I do worry about what other people think of me.
Related – I just got done reading (listening…through Audible) the book, “The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F***”. And its lessons REALLY hit home for me. There are a ton of great takeaways from this book. But for me, the one that sticks the strongest is…
You only have so many f***s to give. So choose wisely. Stop being pissed at the grocery store because the lines are slow. Stop being pissed at customer service because they don’t know how to help you. Stop spouting negativity about people when their actions don’t impact you. START caring about things that are meaningful to you. Focus on those things and block out the rest.
Here are some other notable takeaways from the book. I had to prune this down to 5 from about 30 lessons – there’s just so much I love about this book! But, I don’t want to give it all away. Just go read it for yourself (Here it is on Amazon)!
If you can get past the casual use of the “f” word, you will love this book.
- Not giving a fuck is not about being indifferent. It just means you’re comfortable with being different. Don’t say fuck it to everything in life, just to the unimportant things.
- It’s okay for things to suck some of the time.
- Don’t ask yourself what you want out of life. It’s easy to want success and fame and happiness. Everybody wants those things. A much more interesting question to ask yourself is, “What kind of pain do I want?” What you are willing to struggle for is a greater determinant of how our lives turn out.
- Your problems are not privileged in their severity or pain. You are not unique in your suffering.
- People who are exceptional become that way by thinking they are average and focusing on improvement. You don’t become exceptional by believing you are exceptional.
So all of this has me thinking about that Warrior mentality as I go into 2018. I want to live the things I read/heard in that book. I want to embrace the attitude the yoga teacher was preaching about in yesterday’s hot yoga session.
I want to be a WARRIOR in 2018. How about you?