Yogi

I was a competitive long-distance runner in high school.  It was difficult to run with constant migraine pain, but I grit my teeth and powered through.  I didn't race during college, but I continued to run three miles, five times a week.  I suspected the running intensified my migraines, but I couldn't bring myself to give it up.  Running was therapy for my mental well-being.  I loved listening to the fast-paced rhythm of my footsteps on the ground, my dear border collie running at my side, the quietness of being alone with my thoughts, the smell of fresh air, the satisfaction of doing something healthy for my body, and the runner's high after a run was complete.

At some point I finally accepted the fact that running was exacerbating my migraine headaches and it was time to try a different workout.  For that I'm a smidgen bitter, but I try not to dwell on it too much.  It's just one of many lifestyle adjustments I've had to make as a migranieur.  Over the years I tried other workouts like the elliptical, treadmill, and weight machines at the gym, as well as many workout videos in my home.  It was apparent that these high energy aerobic workouts weren't doing me any favors in the migraine department either.  I finally decided I'd give yoga a try.

Switching to yoga was a tough crossover for me not physically, but mentally.  I'd always been into high intensity workouts and I never thought I'd get a good workout from yoga because it seemed too low key.  It also didn't seem like it was my kind of workout.  I am a country girl and I thought yoga was for new age, vegan, yuppies who live in trendy metropolitan cities.  For the kind of folks who go out for happy hour at an oxygen bar to do wheat grass shots.  Well, my stereotype was completely off base and I've since learned that many types of people enjoy yoga, myself included.  I've been doing yoga several times each week for about two years now.  Yoga wasn't as easy as I thought it would be.  I was pleasantly surprised that it gets my heart rate up and I work up a sweat.  The best part is that that mastering a challenging yoga pose can be quite rewarding. 

Yoga Mat Thief #2

I don't know how zen I am while doing yoga.  It can be difficult at times with two goofy Labrador Retrievers sniffing around.  The moment I toss my yoga mat down they get excited.  They seem to think that if I'm on the floor I must be there to play with them.  More than once I've gotten into a complex pose requiring a lot of concentration and balance when my 90-pound chocolate lab decides to smash into me and we both go ass over teakettle.

Yoga Mat Thief #1

The lure of a vigorous dance workout recently got the better of me and I popped in a Zumba DVD.  I bust a move to a 50-minute advanced workout, totally keeping up.  I hadn't done a workout like that in over a year.  I worked up a sweat, but I never once was short of breath.  Afterwards, I surmised that yoga provides spectacular cardiovascular results since I wasn't huffing and puffing my way through the Zumba workout.  Unfortuantely, I paid the price over the next few days.  A terrible migraine started the next day and didn't go away for three days.  It was so bad that I missed two days of work.  I think it was a not-so-gentle reminder from my body that I should stick to yoga.

I guess you could say I've come around and accepted the fact that I'm a yogi.  To celebrate I got some no-slip, toeless yoga socks.  Shit just got real!