The Irony Of Wanting People To Read Your Blog But Not Being Ready To Share Too Much

Today I don’t know what to write. I don’t because it’s difficult to understand what would really be interesting for readers in a time where we’re all being crushed by so much content, good or bad, just constantly, everywhere, at any time..

Do I want to tell you about my new favorite moisturizer because I’ve cleaned my bathroom cabinet just to take a pretty-ish picture of it? Do I want to tell you how I’ve been struggling with taking pictures for the blog because I don’t want to feature in those pictures that much? Do I want to complain about Social Media again and at the same time advertise for that blog post on Instagram, Facebook and Twitter for you to be able to find it and read it? Do I want to be someone you could easily identify to and at the same time want to keep my life super private? Do I want to tell you about how marvelous a blush is when I don’t want to show you my face? If I decide to not share too much of myself and focus on products, do I want to buy products just for the sake of reviewing them on the blog? Do I want to share a more personal column every week on here without getting too… personal?

Does the success of a blog depend on how much someone shares about their personal life?

I’ve been reading blogs for a decade but to be completely honest, I don’t read them anymore because I feel like they’re not as personal and authentic as they used to be. I believe I feel closer to the content creators who share bits of their life online but I am not ready to do that. Yet, I’d like more people to read this blog.

I probably like way more selfies than pictures of pretty flowers on Instagram because in a way it makes me feel weirdly connected to the person I’m following but also because, to be fair, it’s mainly the content I get on my feed. Does the success of a blog depend on how much someone shares about their personal life?

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This picture sums it all up.

I remember the first blog I discovered was Garance Doré. At the beginning she did not share pictures of her at all. She didn’t need to, I knew enough about her life because of how open she was in her articles. Then one day she posted a picture and I was so curious to see how she looked like. Then moved on because I was all about her stories and her writing, and this was way before Instagram got big so you weren’t witnessing everyone’s life from the inside like we are today.

Fast forward a few years and she was all over the blog. People were reading her, and following her extraordinary adventures probably because they felt like they knew her, how she looked like, who she was dating, what bag she had just bought, what journey she went through with her curly hair and in which city she lived. I emphasize on probably here for an obvious reason. Garance Doré is super talented, she’s an amazing story teller, illustrator, fashion icon, photographer but would have people cared so much if it wasn’t for the fact that they felt like they truly connected to her personality and personal life? I don’t have the answer but I feel like it played a massive part in the success of her blog. The blog is now called Atelier Doré, she has contributors, great content and it is more of an online magazine. I don’t read it anymore, because I don’t feel as close to the Atelier Doré Team and for some reason I can’t relate as much. What do I still read? Garance’s diary.

I don’t feel confortable putting “pretty” pictures of myself every other day on social media to get enough likes, talking about my personal life or sharing personal pictures so “followers” can feel like they know me to finally get an audience on social media so that people find my blog and maybe, maybe read the articles.

When I decided to open a blog, I said to my family and friends: “It’s going to be based on my experience with beauty, and style, and basically anything that inspires me and I’ve decided that there won’t be any pictures of myself.” Which, raised a few eyebrows for sure. And I tried, I really did because I really did not want to put my face out there. Also it was convenient for me to believe it would break the internet be a cool idea, maybe something a bit different. And honestly, quite quickly It felt a bit silly to talk about red lipstick without showing it on, and then about curly hair etc and also I could feel that new followers and new readers weren’t actually, deeply, connecting with my content. Which I completely understand. Who was I after all to tell everyone about my relationship with beauty, my favorite podcasts and so on? So I took a few selfies, got my little brother to take pictures of me, felt good about it for a hot minute… and then I had a big blogging crisis where basically I talked about choosing to grow an audience organically, take #prettyreal pictures and just try and do my own thing.

I did not realize at the time the subtitle of that also meant : I don’t feel confortable putting “pretty” pictures of myself every other day on social media to get enough likes, talking about my personal life or sharing personal pictures so “followers” can feel like they know me to finally get an audience on social media so that people find my blog and maybe, maybe read the articles. When I think about it it makes me laugh in a way because of how absurd it all feels. It’s like If I were to create a youtube channel without actually being featured on it, but still create content that inspires, questions, interests people and share my voice in a way, you know? Would I watch that though? Would you?

Now I’m in a place where I don’t feel like I want to share pictures of myself too often because I don’t really feel like it adds anything to my content. I want to write more personal stuff like the article about turning 30 but I also don’t want to share pictures of my partner or too much of where I live and I don’t feel like I want to talk on Insta Stories  when I wake up in the morning even though I really enjoy it when people do it on their feed.

(sigh)

Ah, the irony of wanting people to read your blog but not being ready to share too much!

I’m posting this long ramble because I’d like to know what YOU think. Why do you follow the people you follow? What makes you want to read a blog nowadays? Is my analysis completely wrong, do you relate a little, a lot? What makes you interested in someone’s content?

If you’ve read the whole thing, congrats and thank you! K, bye.

Elsa

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Caroline Hirons x Pixi : The Cleanser Dreams Are Made Of

Created by Caroline Hirons, this 2-in-1 cleanser is just the best of both worlds. First of, Caroline Hirons is probably the person I trust the most, like in the entire universe, when it comes to skincare. Her blog and Youtube channel are endless sources of inspiration. She’s a brilliant skincare expert, super smart, genuinely honest and despise b***s*** beauty talks. If I double cleanse, if I use an eye cream, if I exfoliate, if I’m basically taking care of my skin at all, it’s thanks to Caroline.

I have used this cleanser for a few months, and got a new one on Asos the other day because if I can have it with me at all times I feel better. That’s how much I like it.

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It has a solid oil on one side, like a cleansing balm, and a gorgeous cleansing cream on the other side. Basically your whole cleansing routine in one lovely pot. As you know my skin’s extremely sensitive and this cleanser knows it too. Gentle, sans perfume, affordable, it does wonder to my skin. On their website, Pixi explains what lovely ingredients are contained in the balm and the cream.

In the Solid Cleansing Oil
• Oil Vitamin E – Protects & conditions
• Camellia Oil – Omega rich & nourishes
• Evening Primrose Oil – Heals & moisturizes

In the Cleansing Cream
• Vitamin C – Promotes collagen & protects
• Peptide Complex – Line relaxing & plumping
• Arginnie – Improves cell renewal & elasticity

Doesn’t it all sound great? I use the duo at night, and sometimes the cream on its own in the morning. It completely takes off my makeup, leaves my skin feeling clean, souple and taken care of. I wish they would sell the products separately actually because I tend to finish the cream before the oil. I truly hope it’s in the pipeline!

I reckon it is THE cleanser I would recommend to everyone I know. Voilà, if you’re looking for a new cleanser, you know what to do!

Monday Highlight: Feeling Festive, Leaving My Phone Alone and Trying Out P50 Biologique Recherche

Monday highlight is back! I’ve had the best weekend and I am having a terrible Monday. But guess what, I kind of know why which is super positive I think.

I was feeling very festive this weekend and decided to decorate my flat which is something I’ve been doing for a few years now. It puts me in a great mood, it means coming back home is even more lovely, twinkle lights and all that, and because I’ve come to the realization that I don’t like the actual Christmas day that much, I’ve decided I’ll try and enjoy the festive season instead. While I was doing that, decorating my fake super small Christmas tree, creating a weird art display (see below) and listening to a food podcast (not so good sorry but I was so happy decorating I did not even care), I did not touch my phone, and actually used my hands to do something else than typing. Lovely!

Today, I woke up, scrolled through Instagram, my emails, Linkedin, Twitter and felt like the rain pouring outside my window was actually pouring inside my head. FUN! I’m pretty sure that, if I had started my day differently, I would have been in a much better mood.

You probably don’t remember this, or maybe you do and in that case I’d love to know how you felt. A few weeks ago, Instagram stopped working for a few minutes. I started thinking “Oh imagine if it stopped working forever? Like it would just disappear?” I felt a huge sense of relief.

I’m sure you all freaked out when you discovered the new Iphone feature that tells you how long you spend on apps, and also, how often you unlock your phone. I don’t want to share the number with you because I’m ashamed to be completely honest. I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one. I know it’s not the first time I mention this subject here but it’s because it keeps coming back on my mind. This morning’s bad mood was so clearly linked with how quickly after waking up I checked my phone yet I still do it every week.

The only thing to do really is to leave your phone alone I guess. Which I did on Sunday. Not the entire day, but most of it. I felt like something was missing, like I HAD to share something as I had not posted anything on Instagram for days. The irony of course is, how do I make people find my blog without using Social Media. I do not have the answer. Anyway, I put my phone away and tried to live my life. It was an uneasy feeling let me which sounds really silly if you re-read the previous sentence.

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Then I focused on this lovely Christmassy thing above and just forgot about it. Until I did not… (My partner built the main wood thing and the jars for me years ago. I usually have flowers in, but around this time of year I add Christmas bobbles.) Regarding the Merry Christmas banner, It came without the “I”, can you believe it? I make do, and created an I out of a paper straw. How CREATIVE.

Nothing groundbreaking on this Monday, but leaving your phone alone, leave it charging somewhere or in an other room, and forget about it actually works. I’ve learned my lesson a few times, but writing it down might make me, or you, realize that it needs to change. Do you do that sometimes? How’s your relationship with your phone?

Oh also, something beauty related, I have tried the oh so famous P50 by Biologique Recherche again last night. Last time I tried it, I believe I used too much and my skin was probably sensitized already and I got an immediate reaction the next morning, I was spotty and my skin was super fragile. But I paid for it you know, and it’s meant to be so good! Gave it another go last night, nothing to report as of yet, will keep you posted! I am so curious to know what it could do for my skin. Isn’t it funny how sometimes, your skin’s behaving nicely, glowing, and you just want to try something new, just to see and it messes up with everything? Glad to be your guinea pig though!

How was your weekend anyway?

Turning 30

Yesterday I turned 30. Not that I’m having an existential crisis (I totally am), but the past few months I definitely have been thinking more and more about what I’ve accomplished, what I want to achieve, where’s my life at basically. Here are a few things (not 30 things because I haven’t learned THAT much) I’ve learned over the years!

I’m so grateful for the friends I have and I am so glad to have decided to be picky with my relationships.

Dropping stuff on the floor and staining my clothes on a daily basis will forever be a part of my life.

Growing up is tough and not what I expected but I would not in a million years go back to my 20’s.

I don’t think I’ll ever find a balance regarding my coffee addiction.

I’m finally reaching a time where it’s acceptable to just leave a party, because “it’s been great but won’t get better, so I might as well just go home and start nursing the hangover I’ll have for the next four days thanks“.

I wish I did not know Instagram and I am so deeply grateful not to have had it when I was a teenager. SO grateful.

It’s ok to be angry.

I should have never touched my eyebrows.

Living in London for one year was one of the best decision of my life.

I’d rather eat than cook and it’s fine.

Magic is not necessarily outside your comfort zone.

I am an introvert.

Trying to be fair and empathic is equally as challenging as it is motivating.

Being kind to yourself sometimes does not mean you won’t grow, evolve or be a better human. On the contrary.

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Sisterhood is something I wish I’d been welcoming sooner but I am so happy to have found.

Double cleansing is life-changing.

Makeup is fun and loving it does not make you a shallow person. Quite the opposite.

Nuance is key.

I am not the best version of myself, I don’t know if I ever will. What I do know is that I try.

Green tea is disgusting.

Time does go by faster when you get older. Sorry.

It is truly a huge asset to enjoy your own company.

It’s actually fun to see your hair turn white. I’m kidding. I hope it’ll be but for now it’s “interesting”.

Sometimes it feels like there’s no solution, that there will never be a better option, but it actually does work out ok in the end.

Growing up is all about readjusting. It’s also allowing yourself to be vulnerable and to face your mistakes. Super scary and rewarding.

It’s ok to see a group of people in their 20’s on the street, smile and feel like you’re the same age. You’re not but it’s ok.

I don’t feel 30. Does anyone feel their age?

Hopefully, aging means being more comfortable in your own skin, knowing what you want and need a bit more, enjoying little things, welcoming the love and getting wiser.

Hopefully it’s also not that big of a deal. Right?

xxx

Elsa, 30, not making a big deal out of it.

Current Skincare Routine

I thought I’d share my current skincare routine with you because my skin has be quite happy for a few months and I think I’ve found the key to major glow. Just so you know, my skin is slightly dehydrated but pretty normal overall, though keep in mind it’s extremely sensitive so I tend to use very gentle products.

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Morning

Cleanse – Cerave Hydrating cleanser. Super light and nice to my skin. Might need something a bit more hydrating when it’ll get colder. Super affordable, great, non fragranced morning wash. If you’re on a budget, it’s the perfect morning cleanser, or second cleanse in the evening.

Serum – There’s no picture of this product because I’ve sadly finished it. Alpha H vitamin C serum has simply changed my skin. I’ve since become obsessed with Vitamin C based products and will tell you more about a new item that I’ve just started using soon. It has a light consistency, does not smell of anything, and honestly, I wasn’t expecting much from it. I have Vitamin C with a glass of water in the morning and I’m bored just telling you about it, so in a serum? Boy was I wrong. It gave luminosity and glow back to my skin which is all I want in life so I could not recommend this enough.

Moisturize – If I need something a bit more intense than the Alpha H serum, which is very light, I tend to use Advanced Night Repair which I’ve been in love with for years, and, even though it’s a night serum, you can most definitely wear during the day. This ANR serum has changed my skin, anytime I react to anything, it fixes my skin almost immediately. If needed, I top it off with moisturizer, this time I might use the Cerave Moisturizing lotion.

I should wear an eye cream, I don’t, sue me. Or don’t because I’ve actually just purchased some Drunk Elephant products, including the very well-known C-Tango Multivitamin Eye Cream. I’ll report back about that in about a month time!

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Evening – First Cleanse with Origins Gentle Cleansing Oil. Lovely, affordable, effective. I have to say I’ve come to the realization that I’d rather use a cleansing balm than an oil because I find them easier to manage, the product doesn’t run between your fingers and I guess you can really work the product into the skin. However this Origins oil is doing the job!

Second cleanse with Cerave, again, this stuff’s good!

Then, I use oils. Every. Single. Night. I’ve talked about my favorites before, and they’re still the same, so instead, let me tell you about the biggest discovery I’ve made recently.
In the evening, on top of the oil, I actually NEED to add a moisturizer. I was telling a friend about this the other day and I felt a bit silly because well, it’s not a groundbreaking discovery. But to me it was. Why? Because I just thought my skin did not need it. Consequently, I would not apply anything on top, terrified of changing anything in my routine because my skin is so reactive. I was convinced it was unnecessary, even when my skin made it clear it needed more than an oil.

Ah, habits! It all shifted when I heard about the launch of Drunk Elephant in the UK, which means, thanks to the amazing Cult Beauty website that I can get it in France! I’ll write a whole post about Drunk Elephant skincare, but just so you know, I’ve purchased Lala Retro Whipped Cream which is a nourishing all-purpose moisturizing cream and it has simply made my skin look alive. I fancied adding a more luxurious step in my skincare routine and I did miss using a lovely luscious cream so I treated myself and my skin’s basically thanking me.

Do share your latest discoveries if you fancy to, I’m ALWAYS interested in your skincare advices and/or routines!

Busy Philipps, Marc Maron, Candidness and Chocolate Cake

So, I’ve just made a cake. The Trish Deseine’s signature chocolate cake if you want to know. I add salt so it balances the deep chocolate flavor, it’s gorgeous. Anyway, so as I’m baking I’m listening to a podcast because apparently I can’t really enjoy silence. Can you? Isn’t it interesting how, I guess even more nowadays, our mental space gets saturated yet we sometimes choose to make it even more saturated with images, sounds, etc?

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Is digression a disease? If it is, I definitely HAVE IT.

ANYWAY. I really appreciate Marc Maron’s podcast, WTF. I’ve listened to many episodes, loved them and talked about it here. In October he interviewed Busy Philipps who I’ve always liked as an actress but don’t know much about. Amongst many things they talked about anxiety and anger in such a candid, relatable way. It’s refreshing to see two people just be so honest with each other, and transparent about their fears, vision on life, ways of copping with how scary life can be. It’s not something I hear that often, in such an honest manner.

It’s really a great conversation to listen to so I thought I had to share this with you!

Also, here’s a quote from the podcast, written by Marc Maron, “The monster I’ve created to protect the kid inside me is hard to manage“.

Food for thoughts right?

Monday Highlight: On Autumn Light And Clementines

This week’s highlight is a tad different. It is simply about appreciating the little things which is something I’ve been able to do lately, and it feels NICE.

I haven’t discovered a wonderful new podcast (hit me up with your suggestions by the way), nor have I read a great book (though I just bought myself “Call me by your Name” by Andre Aciman). What I have discovered however is how profound it is to sometimes appreciate the art of doing nothing. I am a daydreamer, and I like to just sit there and think. But with the constant pressure of social media, added to the basic every day life pressure, and the “will be 30” soon pressure, there’s just too much pressure to make the most of it/document/share/experience/ you know?

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So instead of just beating myself up with all that, I did nothing special last weekend and I loved it. Did not pick up my phone that much as well, which we’ll have to talk about in more details soon because the new Iphone feature that tells you how long you spend on your phone is the scariest thing ever.

Anyway, I’ve loved eating clementines and witnessing the autumn light in all its glory. Oh and wearing extremely pink blush, and a lot of it. And buying overpriced spices to cook something from the lovely Jerusalem Cookbook and instead devour a saucisson with bread and cheese. And drink English tea with so much milk in it it should be illegal.

What have you been up to this weekend?

Do you find it hard to enjoy life without documenting it, overthinking it, putting it in (scary as hell) perspective?

Try to master the art of doing nothing just for a couple of hours. Might help!

The Best Product To Cover Spots (in my humble opinion)

I don’t know why I haven’t told you about this before because it has truly changed my life. Yesterday I posted a little video on my Instagram Stories featuring the Glossier highlighter in Haloscope because it’s really amazing. A girlfriend of mine sent me a DM to tell me my skin looked great. Which first of all, is so lovely to hear. But second of all, is partly due to my skincare routine which I’ll share with you next week (Woop Woop) and partly thanks to Dermablend 3D Correction Resurfacing Active Foundation. I’m not the first one to talk about this product, but honestly, I don’t even care, I HAVE to tell you about it here, on Le Beauty Journal because if you’re a human, and get spots from time to time, well, this will certainly might help.

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Now Dermablend is a very well-known range but I won’t go into details about it because all I want to tell you is that it WORKS. I decided to buy the foundation version because, call me cheap, there’s more product in the tube than there is in the concealer version. So here’s how I use it. I use my Real Techniques Expert Concealer Brush (which is the perfect tool), dab the tiniest amount on the back of my hand, and only apply it on spots. I use a small amount because it’s extremely full coverage, and I like my skin to show through makeup so I would not use on my entire face, but you could most definitely do. However I don’t want my spots to show through, and thanks to this Dermablend Foundation, they don’t anymore. If I want the coverage to be less intense, after using the brush, I would dab a damp Beauty Blender on top just to make it even more natural.

The biggest bonus in my opinion, is that I feel like it helps my spots to heal. It doesn’t dry out the skin, but gently resurface the area around and on the spot which is one of Vichy’s claim regarding this technology. I’m not usually convinced by claims like that, but I’ve been using this product for months, and I have to say it does improve the appearance of spots and how quickly they heal. I can’t believe I’ve waited so long to try this out. It costs around 20 euros and is probably the best skincare/makeup item I’ve invested in the past few months. It means I don’t freak out as much when I have a spot, it means I don’t get scars as much as I used to, it means I know the spot is being taking care of during the day… Basically, it means I feel better when I have spots!

How amazing is that right?

Skincare routine coming soon, get pumped! (Can’t believe I just used the word pumped).

Monday Highlight: On Friendships

Even though I adore my friends and cherish the relationships I have in my life, I find it really hard, as a soon to be 30 years old, to not compare my friendship group to Friends, Will & Grace, Seinfeld, How I Met Your Mother, Girls etc. Actually Girls is very nuanced and is probably the closest to how complicated actual friendships can be. I still don’t really relate but it’s not as painful as thinking “Why am I not at least a few times week in a coffeeshop with my dearest friends having a chat about life?” Which by the way, is something I definitely did in my 20’s. Nowadays, it’s just not possible. With work, partners, kids sometimes, every day life chores, how would I be able to spend so much time with my friends? What is friendship anyway? Does it have to be super intense, frequent, enlightening every time and forever ever?

I have started to wonder about why my friendships look almost nothing like the representations of friendships I’ve seen or read about. And i’ts fine.

I don’t run into my friends in my neighborhood, I used to but a lot of them have moved.

A few of my best friends don’t live in my town, and some of them don’t even live in my country. Is this a generational issue?

I don’t go to brunch every Sunday with my girlfriends  because it’d be a nightmare to organize, our weekends being quite busy.

None of my friends have a key to my flat. I wouldn’t like that anyway actually.

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I do have amazing, funny, inspiring friends and I am so thankful because all these relationships mean the world to me. Yet I have started to wonder about why these friendships look almost nothing like the representations of friendships I’ve seen or read about. And i’s fine. The brilliant Haley Nahman wrote a very touching and smart piece on Man Repeller called “Does Everyone Have a Friendship Complex, or Just Me?”

Questioning what friendship is, what it looks like and how to look at it differently. From what friends mean to us when we’re little, to trying to make friends in NYC and the fear of friendlessness, Haley Nahman offers a very interesting, vulnerable, heartwarming reflection on a topic that’s definitely been on my mind lately. If you have to read one thing this week, make it this!

Oh by the way, every Monday, I will share with you an article, a book, a series, a film, a podcast’s episode, a style discovery, anything that has inspired me, hoping it’ll inspire you in return!

Monday Groove On!

Hating Sports, Feeling Powerful And Not Owning A Yoga Mat

I went to a yoga class on my own last week because I will soon be 30 and I am just slightly overreacting.

I hate sports. Well, I don’t know if I actually can say that because I simply don’t exercise ever. I went to the gym with a friend for almost 6 months, two years ago, and that was that. I was 27 and the last time I had done any kind of exercise was 10 years before, in college. Going to the gym was huge for me at the time. I was working remotely for the first time and needed something to clear up my mind once a week. But I gave up because I did not truly enjoy it. I liked seeing my friend, feeling tired after the session, but it wasn’t enough for me to keep going after the initial “Woop Woop I’m going to the gym” phase.

I am going to be 30 years old in less than a month (did I just say that twice in the space of two minutes?) and I am reflecting. I won’t bore you with the details of my labyrinthine mind but I felt like going to Yoga one day. Basically because I want to clear my mind, feel connected to my body and disconnected from the rest of the world.

It’s actually why I love skincare and makeup so much, because it does all those things, except I only feel connected to my face. I wanted to live in my body not drag it around if that makes any sense.

Our rule in the class is that we all have to wear Lulu Lemon’s gear but apart from that, everyone’s welcome!

I have always been intrigued by Yoga, but couldn’t find a class at a decent price. Until I did. I emailed the Yoga teacher beforehand to let her know I was a beginner and maybe in the secret hope that she’d tell me “this class will be way too hard for you“, “Elsa? Yeah we know you around the block, you’ve always told everyone you don’t like sports? Well the joke’s on you, we don’t want you in the class“, “Our rule in the class is that we all have to wear Lulu Lemon’s gear but apart from that, everyone’s welcome“.

You know? That kind of s***** thoughts.

None of that happened of course.

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First of, going to this on my own felt really empowering. Though I’m quite happy with my own company, going to something related to sport by myself only trusting my motivation is something else. Something I had never done before.

I was ready way too early, had a cigarette in front of the Yoga building and, of course, met the Yoga teacher at the same exact moment. AND I had no mat.

As I’m getting older, I’m trying really hard to not care about what others think about me. I’m hard enough on myself you see. I’m also quite often thinking that people might have a specific opinion on this thing I said or this aspect of my life when in fact I’m the one judging myself. So as I went into the Yoga class, I tried to leave judgment outside the door. (Edit: I’m proofreading this article before it goes live. I never thought I’d write a sentence like “leave the judgment outside the door”. But guess what? Might sound stereotypical, obvious, whatever, I’m leaving this in the text even though it makes me cringe BECAUSE…it sort of worked!)

At first I thought, “What do you mean not compete with myself, Isn’t that the point of exercising?” You’ve guessed it, I was angry.

I had so many annoying thoughts on my mind. “What if I look silly, what if I don’t understand this movement, what if it’s too hard and I need to stop, what if they’re all really into and I feel like laughing because it’s only Yoga, come on!

I did want to laugh sometimes because of how bad I was, but sometimes I felt quite content because I could hold a posture, and was trying something new, on my own. I could see my younger self thinking “that’s what it must be like to be an adult” and I felt so damn proud.

The next session will be in two weeks. I think I might go back. The teacher’s lovely. It’s a small group of friendly, focused, quiet people. At some point during the class, the teacher said, “don’t compete with yourself, don’t push too hard. Just try and see what it feels like! And accept what your body’s able to do.”

Now, I’m so angry at so many things. At first I thought, “What do you mean not compete with myself, Isn’t that the point of exercising?” You’ve guessed it, I was angry. Then, I tried to think differently. I pushed my body to stay in whatever position we had to be in at the time, just a little bit, gently, not from an angry corner of my mind. I want to be stronger. That’s why I’m trying Yoga. So instead of just feeling frustrated, I reckon I used my anger to be strong, stay still, accept my limits but go all the way up to these limits. And it turned into power. It’s nice to feel – not in your mind, but actually feel, with your skin, your legs, your arms, your whole being – powerful.

I walked home feeling stretched out and realigned. What a cliché right? I really did though. In addition to that, I felt a new kind of power. When someone would ask me “Do you practice any sport?”. I used to say, Churchill style, “No sport!”. We’ll see what my future answer will be. Needless to say I don’t want to become an insufferable sport lover who tries to convince everyone to exercise or whatever… How annoying would that be?!

Oh by the way, I need to buy a Yoga mat, do you guys have any recommandations? No? Anyone?

Well, Nama-fucking-ste.