Thursdays with Peady

I guess I have established a pattern.

I have established many, let’s be honest, but as far as this little bloggy woggy adventure of mine is concerned, there’s a definite correlation between posting something new and Thursdays.

I always thought Wednesday was my day. Wednesday is right there in the middle of the week full of potential for goodness and accomplishment and in my lifetime a lot of good days have been Wednesdays. I count on Wednesdays to be great. Perhaps it’s my own perception, then, that of late they’ve been lacklustre. Nothing special. Nothing to write home about. (Does anybody actually write home anymore? Letters are rarer and rarer these days. Do me a solid? Remind me to write home later, okay? Now where was I…?)

Anyway, what I am trying to say is that, for me, Thursday is the New Wednesday.**

So, here we are again on a Thursday. It’s no surprise, really, is it? I mean Wednesday was so yesterday!

Literally.

When we last met, I was freaking out about having to write a bio for some awesome blogger friends, with amazing blogs, who have very graciously asked me to contribute a little something to their corner of cyberspace over the summer. Yeah, ummm.. about those patterns..

I know! I am the worst! I feel horrible because I am having the hardest time with what should be the simplest of tasks, but there you have it. Bio-less in Bedford. That’s me.

It’s completely ridiculous and I will make no excuses, except to say that writing about myself in any way that even hints at any of the “self” stuff (self-promotion, self-assertion, self-assurance, self-confidence) is excruciatingly challenging. I’m working on it.

I will promote the bajoopees out of friends’ “stuff”. I can see the merit in all the interesting things they do. I promote and share lots of information, every single day, that has absolutely nothing to do with me, personally. It is sincere. I believe in the things I share and talk about online. I do it in the interest of spreading goodness in the world. I am good at it. It might not amount to a hill of beans in the long run, but in the here and now it matters to me that more good finds its way into the world.

Have you ever noticed the people online who share and re-share lots of things, but only if it is about them?

So, say someone writes something really great and Luke shares it with all his friends and Leia shares Luke’s share with all her friends and then Darth Vader comes along and sees that they are discussing the awesome (though terrifying) nature of his choke hold and he then shares both Luke’s and Leia’s shares even though that is essentially sharing a lot of the same stuff, but it’s about him, so it must be great!

Yeah. That.

That’s not me. That’s never been me. That will never be me. (Though I do do a fine conjugation, eh?)

I don’t begrudge the self-promoters. Not at all. If one is trying to make a go of any kind of career a little self-promotion is a good thing. It’s essential, to some degree, I suppose, but it’s not easy for me and the more I think about it the more cringe worthy this all seems.

Shall I over explain it some more? Or do you kind of understand what I am trying to say? (I’ll wait here while you shut down your browsers, never to return…)

Still here? Oh yay! Thank you! I appreciate that.

Now what? Well, I made a promise to myself to step outside of my comfort zone and, gosh darn it, I’m going to do exactly that.

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Oh, look! A visual aid for everyone’s enjoyment. (Please note my website address, while I go lie down.) *faints*

 

 

No I won’t suddenly be like a scene from “Being John Malkovich“, I assure you, but I am going to write that bio and I am going to find a suitable photo to go along with it, if it’s the last thing I do!***

Besides, this time I also made a promise to my friends and they will hold me to it.

Dammit.

Happy Thursday! The next time we meet I will have a bio and a new set of friends!

I kid. I kid.

I do hope to have at least one new friend, though. Preferably one with mad photoshop skills!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

*Mitch Albom wrote a beautiful book called “Tuesdays with Morrie“. If you haven’t already, I suggest you read it.

**I hope you are familiar with OITNB. If not look here, or here or here.

***This week. 🙂 Also, purely by coincidence, I am accepting applications for personal trainer, hair, makeup, photographer and photoshop guru.

Some like it hot!

If you consider the following and think mainly about what R2-D2 is capable of accomplishing during a yoga class (hot, cold or otherwise) then you will have a pretty clear picture of what I looked like on Saturday.

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Moksha Yoga in Bedford had an open house on Saturday April 26, 2014 as a way of celebrating their one year anniversary and offered FREE classes all day long. How amazing is that? I had been driving by their big billboard for a month or so and every time I’d think to myself, ‘I should really see if I can rope NS BFF into going with me to try a class.’ and then ‘SQUIRREL!’. The thought would vanish in a swirling cyclone of all the other more important or pressing things that actually needed doing and I’d be no closer to trying hot yoga. Until I’d drive by the giant billboard the next time and go through pretty much the exact same sequence. (Billboards work, by the way, in case that isn’t apparent, but I digress…)

Then out of the blue on the 24th my NS BFF sent me a link to the Open House schedule and once I opened that e-mail, it was a done deal. I *had* to do it!

Aren’t best friends just the best for the way they read our minds, dare us to be different and encourage us to step *way* outside of our comfort zones? I think so.

It’s a positive kind of peer pressure. I can’t say no and she can’t back out because she started it. Forget the fact that I have been threatening to rope her in – in my mind – for over a month. I’ll just let her think it was her idea and go along with it. *grins*

So it was decided we were definitely going to a class on Saturday, but then the trouble was deciding which class. I’ll spare you the ridiculousness we went through trying to decide. Honestly. It should not have been that complicated. We were tired last week. Let’s just leave it at that. Suffice it to say that at 8:30 (AM!) on Saturday we were headed to a yoga studio to take in our very first yoga class. It was a seventy-five minute class. Oh, and you should know it was also in a very hot room and we were to be “silent”.

*blank stare*

I’ll just wait here while that sinks in.

Yup. Me. Seventy-five minutes. Silent.

There were many, many, many challenges during this, my very first, yoga class, but above all else not talking was the hardest.

No giggling. No joking. No witty banter with my NS BFF. No asking questions! Heck, we could barely make eye contact for fear of bursting out in uncontrollable belly laughter.

 

Challenge extended.

Challenge accepted.

Mission accomplished.

Achievement unlocked.

 

I *totally* did it and as per the manifesto I did not die. (Go me!)

In retrospect, a seventy-five minute hot yoga class in a silent room is probably not the best choice for a newbie. On the other hand, it really was something completely new and since remedial yoga is not a thing, one really must embrace the idea that everyone – no matter how amazing now – once had a first time and also felt awkward and confused.

I absolutely loved the energy of the people who are running Moksha Bedford. Our instructor was excellent. I believe that they believe deeply in what they do. You can feel that when you speak with them. I was made to feel comfortable and welcome and that means a lot!

There is a tank shirt hanging in the entryway that reads “Practice Makes Practice”. I think this sums up the philosophy of the kind folks at Moksha… perfectly.

 

Balance is tricky at the best of times… take away my orthotics and well.. tip me over and pour me out!

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All kidding aside, who wouldn’t like to have this kind of power, strength and fitness? Wow!

Holy Ashtanga! Amazing!

 

So, have you tried anything new lately? Are you a fan of yoga? Do you practice yoga on a regular basis? What advice would you give to someone about to attend their very first class? Do you like your yoga regular or extra crispy?

http://www.bitrebels.com/geek/star-wars-yoga-the-illustrated-edition/

**Seriously, “Downward Facing Cake” I laughed for far too long. I make no apologies.