10 miles this morning. The first part of it was rough and humid. The sun started beating down and I had to walk. Around mile 7 or so, I had a choice between cutting my run short or going the tough route up Laurel Hill. I decided I’d shoot for the tough one and if I had to, I’d just walk if it got too hot. The sky got really dark and it started pouring at mile 9.5. Thunder and lightning and just buckets of water falling from the sky. And I was smiling so hard. Logan picked up a very happy and cooled down me at mile 10. Thankful today for outdoor showers and boyfriends who have enough sense and heart to pick me up when it thunderstorms.
I could not sleep last night. It was terrible. I got in bed at 11 and my heart just started racing. I don’t like sleeping alone and always freak myself out in this big house. It got to be 12:30 and I did the only thing I knew to do: call Logan and cry and cry. He stayed on video chat with me until I felt calm enough to try to sleep and I finally got to sleep around 2:00.
4 miles on 4.5 hours of sleep. So since I basically expended an hour of energy on each mile…what does that mean for the rest of the day?
A mix of poses I practiced during my short flow on the deck while the sun was setting. And I don’t care how seasoned a yogi you are…warrior II will always be a challenge. I had a short talk with @ajgard the other night about instagram yogis and sharing poses through social media. A pretty picture of a crazy pose is nice (see far right photo), but it’s important to come back to the basics. The fundamentals are often overlooked and rushed through. People wanna learn the “fancy stuff” and fast. But next time you practice, hold your warrior longer than you’d like. ;) I bet it will present more of a challenge than you’d think.
I used to not like coming home. I used to feel so restricted compared to my freedoms I had when I was at school.
I honestly think it’s because when I was in college, I was in a terrible, unhealthy relationship and didn’t feel independent enough to be away from him. My happiness only depended on him. Even when I was with my best friends, I was always wishing I could be with him. Like…what is that?!
It makes me realize how much I’ve developed as a human being. My confidence has grown. I experience so many things in my daily life that just make me happy. Eating cheese or running down a hill with my arms spread wide or sweating it out during a yoga practice. My mom and I snuggling on the couch and watching really terrible (but we secretly love them) movies with my little sister. And the sunshine that peeps through our little sunroof in our house. The changes I’ve implemented in my life have made me a happier person in every aspect. And now when I go home, I don’t want to leave. Everything is just so blissful here and I’m glad this bliss has been unveiled because of decisions I’ve made- like dropping that relationship, focusing more of my energy on people I truly love and care about and putting forth more effort in those relationships, starting a regular yoga practice, and beginning to really really love myself.