Ha! Who knew that cycling, yoga and parenting could be such an interlocking gift?
Picture the scene (if you look after kids, it won’t be a stretch), you are taking the kids out for a bike ride, but the littler one has hit his leg off his bike, has a huge meltdown and refuses to go.
Instead of using the normal things (threats or bribes, of course!), this day I found myself doing some yogic breathing.
And it worked!
I didn’t mind that he seemed very upset, I was pretty sure he was OK and just required some fresh air and exercise.
We got out for our cycle. He did 5k. I didn’t scream at him, or take away SCREEN TIME, or offer to buy him something I couldn’t afford.
Yoga rocks.
And sometimes, as a parent, so do I.
