Category: Thursdays

T.H.U.R.S.D.A.Y. ( Thankfully, Here. Up. Ready. Start Day. Awesome! Yay!)

 

This is day four of a week long challenge to myself to write and post something every single day for a week*. So far, so good!

Following through. Hmm! I think I am onto something here, people!

Yesterday I vowed to sit less and today I sat less. Yay, me!

I thought a surefire way to sit less was to also vow to get on a treadmill and walk a good walk.

I haven’t been exercising regularly at all, all summer, except for the usual summer stuff like playing at the park and swimming and does it ever show. Not just in the way I look (ugh!), but also in the way I feel. I haven’t been very energetic and that doesn’t feel very good.

I am usually a pretty perky Peady. Positive (borderline Pollyanna**) outlook. Cheerful. Happy. Even keeled.

What I notice most about skipping the daily walk or Zumba or Yoga, even, is that I have had that yucky, anxious, feeling a lot more. Not good.

It certainly didn’t help that summer started off with some pretty sad news and that the world went crazy all summer. However, there’s no denying the science that tells me if I move more everything will be better. So, since I am a fan of science, I have decided that the time has come for me to jump back in with both feet (even if they are being especially stOOpid these days) and make myself feel better.

Being a control freak, I enjoy the idea that I am in charge, here. So, I am just going to go with that for now.

About that jumping in with both feet… I may or may not have signed up for a thing*** at a place with the stuff.

Maybe. Who’s to say? It’s a mystery, really.

 

I tied my sneakers (the hardest part of working out.. or so I have heard) and grabbed my water and hit the treadmill. The plan was to walk 20 minutes. No pressure. Just do it.

Well, I felt better than I expected and so I kept speeding up the ‘mill. That’s good because then, of course, I can go further in a shorter period of time and ultimately it will not be getting dark by the time I finish the thing at the place with the stuff. *thumbs up*

The 20 minute mark came and went (W00t!) and I kept going.

Then all of a sudden, just past the 25 minute mark the treadmill stopped. OUCH! What the heck?!?

It could have been really bad. It wasn’t. Thank goodness.

If cameras had been running you could be reading the blog of the next YouTube sensation. Mishaps like this one are the fodder of viral videos!

I am just happy that I am not hurt. I can’t figure out why the silly treadmill stopped, but I took my surviving this ridiculousness as a sign that maybe it was time to stop for today.

Thanks Universe!

I’ll be back!

 

 

*Is a week 7 days or 5? Is this a week week or a work week? I don’t get paid, so is this even work? Oh! So many questions! Tell you what. You tell me if this week is 5 days or 7 days and I will oblige. Yes. This is a limited time offer for you to be the boss of me. Don’t get used to it. Control freak, remember? It may never happen again. Go ahead and leave a comment. I’ll follow through. We both know I can!

**Lies! All lies! I am so far past the borderline I have started my own Pollyanna Parliament!

***A 5k run/walk (WALK!). Crazy? Oh, yes. Yes, I am!

****Find Snoopy here: http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/b1/78/c9/b178c9bf20eec5b4bb981a019b1b45c6.jpg

Happy Thursday: Silly Saves Me Edition.

This morning I got up before the sun and headed to a 6 AM hot yoga class.

It’s not the first time I’ve gone, though.

I wrote about *that* here.

 

It’s not easy.

 

There are a million reasons why it is challenging for anyone who goes and at least a million more reasons why it is hard for me in particular.

One of these days I’ll figure out a way to articulate exactly what it’s like for me in a class, but today is not that day.

 

Today, I just wanted to give you a bit of a peek into the inner workings of my brain.

 

So yoga is challenging and hot yoga is extra challenging.

Hot yoga for an hour in silence when you are me? 

Have mercy!

 

This morning, when I was *juuuusst* about to give up, this little character popped into my head and I had to stop myself from laughing out loud.

I quickly (and quietly!) regained my composure and was able to finish my class.

 

 

I mean, if Marcel can do the things he does, who am I to give up just because I am sweating from my lips?

My lips. *shudders*