Could it have been my couch session of Love Actually, twice, that made my regular 8:15 yoga class seem like more of an obligation tonight than the usual necessity? Tonight I was lazy. I had zero desire to do anything at all unless it was watching Love Actually for a third time in a row. And cry by myself. For a third time in a row.
Maybe it was my recent workout schedule that was taking it’s toll on my motivation:
12/9 hot yoga
12/11 hot yoga
12/12 run three miles
12/13 run three miles
12/14 hot yoga
12/15 run three miles
12/16 hot yoga
12/17 run three miles
12/18 hot yoga
Well, in 10 days, I’ve worked out 9 times. I would say it’s time to relax. And honestly, I didn’t even realize that this is what I did until I wrote it down.
Regardless, as I set out to my regular 8:15 class it felt as though the world was working against me. After a near accident and missing my turn, I was cursing at strangers before I walked into my cool down zone. There I was, stuck parking farther than I wanted to walk, in quite the spirit, and I was forced to pass Five Guys, a pizza place, a burrito joint, and a bar. My eggs for dinner was feeling pathetic. My stomach my growling. Cutting out of class was seeming like a fantastic idea.
But I didn’t. Mostly because I’m a huge nerd and I’m so uncool that I didn’t even cut out on senior cut day in high school, but also because I made a commitment to myself. Old me was a self commitment phobe and would have turned around and made any excuse to go home and watch Love Actually. New me says no excuses. Woman up. And I can tell you two things. The first, I’m glad I went to class tonight. Not only do I respect my instructor completely, but our discussion felt so relevant to life at this moment. Love was the theme. Universal love. Giving it, receiving it. One of my favorite thoughts- when we are young we require love, when does that stop? I would argue it never does. So, spread the love. Especially this time of the year.
As I left class and I walked by the bar, the burrito joint, the pizza place, and the glorious Five Guys, I also was able to reflect on the second thing I was planning on telling you about- I need to be more aware of my needs to sit down and take it easy. I forget to do this because I get so wrapped up in whatever I’m doing. This weekend as soon as I decided to do the half marathon I knew I was putting my mind to something and I wanted to immediately throw myself into running. Maybe not the best idea. Regardless, I continued to push myself. Today, I am certain of one thing- tomorrow I fully intend on absolutely, without a doubt, not working out.
Cheers to you for getting out to the class!!!
Thank you! You know those days…
I’m holding you to taking it easy. You can watch Eat, Pray, Love and switch it up.
This made me laugh! I know. I need to hold myself to it! It’s difficult to stop once you start!