And a crappy Monday!
Monday, November 30th, 2009I lived on Miami’s beautiful South Beach for four years and thoroughly enjoyed and appreciated the heat, so the cold rainy gray winter days in Virginia are now even more miserable. Thank G-d I work from home so I don’t even have to leave the house on days like this. It was just one of those nose-to-the-grindstone work days where I had to refocus my energy every 30 minutes to stay on task.
The great news is that somehow (!?) I was able to translate that energy to my first time on the mat with my new Wayne recording…sooooo good. I just decided it was time and went, no begging and pleading required today. I made it through Janu Sirsana C before the baby cried to nurse again! My body feels so strange now, and I’ve been trying to figure out how to explain it. Have you ever seen one of those plastic toys of a person standing on a round base, where you push the button on the bottom and the person falls to pieces? I can’t even think of what that would be called to Google it. If you know what I mean, please tell me what it’s called! Anyway, that’s how my body feels…there is strength there, underneath, trying to make a comeback…but mostly I just feel like a bunch of parts that are not really together just yet. It all emanates from my lower back which is a mess, really tender and fragile. The baby will be five months old in another week and I am down to 111.8 pounds. I know my weight will come down, my bigger concern is getting stronger and maintaining. Anyway, the point is I did.the.practice today! It wasn’t amazing, but it was good.
I’ve been thinking about this whole blogging thing over the past couple of days…just how many blogs are out there, what it takes to get a following, if I really have anything to say that people would want to read…and how keeping a journal of your life, your thoughts, your daily activities just seems really narcissistic. It’s like everyone just wants to talk about themselves and have a one way conversation with the world, and I feel sort of embarrassed for wanting to do it also. I mean, is it brave (like I thought when I first started the blog just a few weeks ago!) or is it just like a reverse voyeurism that feeds the ego? I’m sure I’ll change my mind again tomorrow but I’d love to hear what you think.













