Day 25. Also known as last day of spring break for me

We had a good run. It's been quite wonderful to live in a world in which my toughest decision for the day is what time to go to yoga or whether to drink beer or wine in the afternoon. But, alas, it's back to reality for me tomorrow morning. Day 25 of yoga was pretty epic for me. I ran 5 miles before class and for some reason, it made me sweat more than I had ever sweat in a class before. Must drink plenty of water today. I am curious to see if my last 5 days of the 30 day challenge will be my hardest since I will be returning to the real world of responsibility this week. Meaning that fitting in classes around school and meetings will be quite the challenge. But, we shall see, and if it proves to be manageable I just might go for that 60 day challenge...

For a proper send off into my banal routine, tonight we will birthday with beloved friends at The Pit. BBQ*, beers, friends, and maybe even some mac and cheese. Sounds good to me.




* I don't actually enjoying the eating of BBQ but it's become quite a retro-cool-southern thing to be into around here, so I will pretend. Plus, friends of yore have called me BBQ in nickname, which makes me feels some kind of connection to it. So tonight, BBQ will be fellowshipping in BBQ with BBQ, BBQ. BBQ!!!!

What could make it better?

Only to be hugged by an elephant, of course!

Got it!

Best.
Day.
Ever.

Things that I could not care less about today

1) Easter
2) the royal wedding
3) Hollywood stars having babies
4) what a gorgeous day it is despite the pollen attacking my face

The spectrum

I'd like to share my favorite and least favorite yoga poses with you today. After 23 days straight of Bikram yoga, i have had a lot of time in these postures and each one reveals something special.
In thinking about why these I have chosen these poses, I have also discovered some things about life off of the mat. This is what I love about yoga.

Ok. Favorite posture:
Tuladandasana (balancing stick pose)





I love this pose because it makes me feel strong. I can feel the energy shooting through my legs and out through my arms. In this pose, I can conquer the world.

Now my least favorite posture:
Salabhasana (locust pose)





This pose makes me feel weak. As my face in smushing into my sweaty towel and my upper body strength is not enough to support my legs, I feel trapped and powerless in this pose.

She all grows up and she all grows up

Hillsborough is growing, friends.
We have a new bar/ food/ venue thing. I'm not sure it knows what it is yet, but... It will be good.

Too many "likes"

So, like.....I've been thinking about the amount of "like" we all have in our conversations. It's like a lot. "Like" is the new "um"...or even just the new quiet pause. Why do we feel the need to say "like" rather than just stop and think about what we are saying? It takes what could be an intelligent conversation and brings it down to a pedestrian level. Perhaps that's why people do it. Maybe we are afraid to sound too intelligent, lest we alienate our less intelligent peers.
I know that I am not exempt from this like disease. It is everywhere. But, I'd like to try to cure myself, or at least get my "likes" to a minimal. If nothing else it is a good exercise in thinking about what you say and the precision of your language.


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