Monday: I have to say, I've been feeling a tad guilty for my eating habits. I want to see my body change and feel the changes again. I woke up feeling groggy and exhausted (due to the fact that I've been battling a touch of insomnia). But I have eaten well today and taking in lots of lemon water in preparation for yoga. After feeling a tad down for the morning, I realized that my eating had been perfect all day. I was continuing to let myself feel guilty for past mistakes. Like for having a cocktail last night (and yes, I'm fully aware I will truly do penance for that in yoga tonight). But today, is a new day. I can start today. I can learn to correct my eating and discipline myself for performance. To prove my point: I didn't drink coffee today. Not that there is anything wrong with coffee, but I always drink full fat cream. :)
In yoga, I was present... I was feeling some personal and emotional anxiety but was able to keep my breath and relax my mind during practice.
Side Note: There was a new woman who was obviously having a rough time, at the very end right before the last breathing exercise, Justis goes "Now, we'll do a quick breathing exercise then we do all the postures 1 time over again from the top." The woman looked like she was going to burst into tears... No one even noticed what he said! I just shook my head at him and said "That was cold." Poor lady!
Tuesday: I have to say... I think (*knock on wood!*)
Beth took note of my sit-ups a while back. She suggested that since my abs weren't strong enough to support the sit-up that I try to roll to the side for a while until I get stronger. However, she noticed that it was perhaps time that I try, once again, to do the sit-up. Prior to working on that point, I had a few break throughs:
- I didn't go as deep right away into Half Moon (Ardha-Chandrasana), and it prevented the side stitch. Pushing into the backbend really helped me push later into other back bends.
- I really pushed into the back bend of Standing Bow (Dandayamana Dhanurasana). Not to brag or anything, but my foot is a good 5 inches over my head... For only being 5'0" tall I think it's pretty good. And not only that, but I feel proud of me! Pushing hard into this backbend really helped me feel like I was executing properly. And let me tell you why, if I push hard and my hips are off, its going to push my foot crooked over my foot and start to lean me off kilter, and fall. If you push hard, and pay attention to your hips, you will notice that kicking becomes easier (kicking out and up) and your posture will feel stronger.
- And then doing all the sit-ups. Wow. This really did more than I expected, gave me energy to continue and the hard blowing out really cools the body!
Wednesday: WOOT! WOOT! I decided that I was going to try to run home from Weight Watchers, but it was hard to get there. BUT it completely PAID OFF! I weighed in at 125 lbs! DOWN 7 LBS for a total of 45 LBS LOST THIS YEAR!!! YAYYYY!!!! I literally said, when I stepped on the scale ,"That can't be right." It was a fabulous feeling. To talk about my goal with my leader as a matter of a couple of weeks to meet. Amazing feeling. So I ran home! I stopped a few times during, mind you I haven't run in evening heat since I started, I was carrying a pack, and it was only my 3rd run! (1.89 mi in 24:22- Not awesome but I feel proud that I did it)... And remember above when I crossed out... It's official... I broke my plateau in all walks of life.
Thursday: What a lovely night. As I was getting ready to leave for yoga, my honey showed up and we couldn't stop kissing and hugging each other; what a relief it is to be loved and lean on someone. I have had a couple of things bugging me, not issues with him but with myself and we really needed to talk about it. We laid on the bed and as I tearfully exposed my heart and fear that our relationship is just going to end out of nowhere our hearts grew closer and we both felt the release of being honest and open with each other. Normally I don't go on and on in my "journal" here about my relationships, but let me tell you... IN YOGA, the calm was with me. And the moral of the story, boys and girls, is that learning to open up to your emotions can and will change your practice.