Last night’s yogilates class was sooooo good that my arms were shaking by the end! There was a lot of down dogs which we were supposed to hold for 5 breathes. I know you’re supposed to breathe deeply (or whatever), but why do 5 breathes always feel like 10 minutes? Maybe it just feels long because I don’t like down dogs but at least the stretch they give is worth it.
On the up-side, my poses are getting deeper and the breathing sequence during the savassana continues to improve. I was so relaxed I could have stayed on the mat for 20 more minutes. Instead of relaxing I did another 30 minutes of yoga. I was on such a workout high I wanted to hit the weights too but I also desperately wanted to shower, the shower won.
After class I had a honey crisp with sun butter and water.
A friend of mine told me I sweat a lot because I drink so much water, I guess there are worse things ;-)
Now I’m trying to decide on a workout for tonight. I’m spinning tomorrow night so perhaps I’ll be a couch bum tonight. What do you think?
Are you doing anything fun tonight (workout or otherwise)?
I wrote the post above to go up tonight after what I thought would be an uneventful day at the office. And then I got a scary phone call that my mom had been hit by a car (while driving my car). She’s sore but hopefully going to be okay. I never want to get a phone call like that again, it’s one of my worst fears.
She’s not drivable and is currently at the car doctor getting a new door and some plastic surgery.
A huge thank you to my coordinator who drove me to my mom and the insurance adjustor I spoke to. Talking to her was quick, and by the time we hung up the body shop was calling me, the rental car was set, and someone was calling to take care of my mom. *knock on wood* that this is behind us easily and soon!
It’s going to be over a week until I get Blanche back, until then I’m driving this beast, a Volkswagen Trimline.
Eh, it’s fancy enough but it doesn’t have a moonroof or automatic lights and I miss Blanche’s sporty ride and quick pick-up. Sorry Volkswagen, your tank has nothing on my Mazda3.
Drive safe and hug your loved ones my friends!