More Silly Excuses for not Going to Yoga.

Via Anne Clendening
on Jun 9, 2015
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I’m in a hurry to get nowhere fast today.

A while back, at the risk of ridicule I wrote My Top 10(ish) Silly Excuses for Not Going to Yoga (Many of Which I’ve Used).

Thank the gods I’m not alone. Apparently, you can be just as un-energetic as me, and it doesn’t take much. It’s 102 in L.A. today. Need I say more?

I know it’s hellish outside. I know you don’t feel like it. And I know what you may be thinking: shall we take a leisurely stroll through the muck of excuses?

1. Today is Wednesday, and I didn’t go yesterday, so at this point it makes more sense to wait and try to go again Monday. The “waiting ’til Mondays to do things” strategy makes perfect sense; it goes hand-in-hand with “quitting things on Mondays.”

2. My class package might be expired. That would be embarrassing.

3. I know it’ll suck. Even though it never does.

4. There’s no food at home. I can’t come home to an empty kitchen. And even though there’s a supermarket on the way home, I’m just not going to feel like stopping after class.

5. …And now I haven’t eaten. Stopping at 7-11 for a Cliff Bar ain’t gonna do it.

6. I just washed my hair last night. I don’t want to get it all sweaty.

6. It’s pointless. Yeah, I can see why saving your organs, your inter-vertebral discs and your bones from crumbling into a pile of sad ashes by the time you’re 50 would be really stupid.

7. I haven’t shaved my legs. It’s a problem.

8. I can just go do the treadmill at the gym instead. I think we all know that’s not going to happen.

9. My ex-boyfriend might be there. He doesn’t do yoga, but the studio is kind of near his neighborhood.

10. The people at the studio are much stronger than me. Hmmm… I wonder why?

Wait, it gets better…

11. I’m pissed at the world today. OK, I might need yoga.

12. I’m pissed at myself for not going. OK, I definitely need yoga.

13. I stayed up too late writing this. And I promised my friend I would meet her at the 8:30 a.m. class tomorrow (true story). Crap.

Be honest, has there ever been a time when you made it to yoga—despite your burning desire to kick it on the couch with your dog and a Game of Thrones marathon—and ended up regretting it?

For me, in times when I’ve had to force myself to lift the 700lb mat and show up to class (which, I admit, have been plenty), all the while telling myself, “I’m going to hold back today… I’m going to hold back today…” I usually snap into the asana zone as soon as I walk in the door.

It’s weird. Those are the days I somehow end up having the practice ever.

Take that, lazy gods!



My Top 10(ish) Silly Excuses for Not Going to Yoga (Many of Which I’ve Used).


Author: Anne Clendening

Editor: Travis May



About Anne Clendening

Anne Clendening is the author of the upcoming memoir, Bent: How Yoga Saved My Ass. Born and raised in L.A., she is a yoga teacher, a writer and occasionally slings cocktails in a Hollywood bar. She could eat chocolate cake for every meal of the day. She has a gigantic fear of heights and flying. And fire. She wishes she could speak French, play her guitar better and make cannoli. She's probably listening to The Dark Side Of The Moon right now. If you’re not easily offended, her darker thoughts can be read at Dirty Blonde Ink. She’ll be kickin’ it with her boxer dog and her hot Australian husband. Be her friend on Facebook if you dig. Her website is Anne Clendening Yoga. Peace, Love & Beatles.


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