At 45-years-old when I stood up to walk to the kitchen, I had to stand in place for a few moments to allow the blood to flow to my legs, and even then I could only manage to limp to the fridge. I had to do something. Yoga was the answer for me.
However, I think the better question is what keeps me going to yoga?
Yoga has benefited me in several ways.
When I came to my mat, I didn’t realize what I was in for besides the flowing of poses and twisting of the body. I am a very emotional person. I can be very anxious. And even though I smile often, joke around more than I should and laugh loud, I waiver on the edge of depression. There...