While I love yoga, I was lamenting to a friend that I get very frustrated practicing it sometimes. I can do balancing poses and those that require strength, but I am probably the most inflexible woman in the world, and I've only managed to touch the floor six months into my yoga practice. Yes, each person's body is different and whatever, but man, it gets embarrassing sometimes.

My time at Ritual, however, is a little bit different. I am definitely more likely to cry to for my mother while doing squat pulls compared to trying to master the crow pose, I can feel myself getting stronger much faster than my getting more flexible, which obviously is a longer, more arduous process.

So what I've been doing is going to Ritual four times a week, and three out of those four times, I walk over to my yoga studio for a yoga session. It's a total of 1.5 hours of focus on my body, and I have to admit, I wish I had been doing this sooner.

It's not like I'm sailing through the workouts at Ritual. I go from excited about booking a session, to arriving downstairs and being nervous about what workout I'm going to be doing, to finally getting on the floor and dreading the whole session. Half way through, I will start whining, and at the last set, I will still be pretty determined to give it my all.

Here's the thing. I'm not the most flexible person in the studio, and I'm not the strongest person in the room - and I probably never will be, but I am the person who is working the hardest. And when you know that, it's all that matters.

Mind over body [for a bangin' body], bitches.

Wearing all LuluLemon in the photo above. Follow me on Instagram for progress photos!