Category >> 40 Days of Yoga
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Apr 22, 2008
Ever tried moving with small children? It’s like trying to run a marathon while pulling a wagon of cats behind you. Packing one box takes hours. I don’t know why, it just does. Every item requires an explanation as to why you have to pack it up. You end up saying things like, “No, I’m not giving all your toys away, I promise. Please put that back. Are you helping me?”
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Apr 19, 2008
With the 40 Days, we’re supposed to be following the diet suggestions in the book. Baron wants us to think about what we are putting on our plate, eat fresh fruits and veggies and whole grains, lean meat and fish,…yeah, yeah. This week, Baron talks about why we crave salty foods (for energy) and sweet (for comfort). My diet’s pretty good and, all things considered, pretty balanced. Shout out to equanimity!
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Apr 17, 2008
We’re into week 3 of this 40-Day Rejuvenation program and the focus is ‘equanimity.’ Try saying that three times fast while sober (hint: it’s a lot easier if you’ve had a few glasses of red; just rolls off the tongue). According to Baron Baptiste, equanimity is the art of meeting life as it meets you: calmly, without drama or fuss. He says that if you have equanimity, then you can stay centered as you experience the highs and lows of life.
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Apr 16, 2008
I have now officially become a snot factory! It’s Sunday night and all the ‘40-Day Rejuvenation’ people are supposed to meet at 6:30. We’re in the midst of packing, I’m dealing with a cold and MJ and I are in foul moods. I tell MJ I’m going to skip the meeting, but he tells me I should go. He knows I’m practically a third of the way through this thing and I need to be consistent (either that or he’s ready to get rid of me). But it’s cold and I’m snotty and it’s raining (hmm, why would MJ ever want to get rid of me?). I get to the studio and we all talk about what our expectations are for the next week: more meditation, yoga practices, and Life Coach Trudi’s homework. Great. I already feel behind.
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Apr 15, 2008
MJ and I finally close on the house we’ve been waiting to move into for oh, about, two years. Without getting into too many details, we ended up in a lawsuit for the past year, severing ties with a friend who had been involved in the process and living in an apartment for a year. So after this long, angry journey, we finally closed on our house and signed on the dotted line.
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Apr 13, 2008
I get to yoga early enough to find a nice spot in the back next to a column. I figure nobody will want to be behind a column so I’ll have some extra room. There’s not a soul on either side of me. I’m thinking good thoughts and can’t wait for the class to start. We closed on our house last night and I’m feeling optimistic about turning the page past a dark chapter in our lives. Maybe RJ can stop sleeping in a closet.
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Apr 13, 2008
I finally catch up with my mom back home in Houston. I ask her if she’s been reading my blog and she says she is, but when I ask her some detailed questions, it appears she’s only skimming the blog, not really reading every word. Support! She must’ve felt sort of guilty, because the next time I talk with her, she sounds more plugged in. “Your father says there’s entirely too much cussing in your blog.” Is she serious? “I learned from the best,” I say, referring to my old man. I was in high school before I realized that “dammit” wasn’t what you were supposed to say after you dropped, broke or burned something. I thought it was like “God bless you,” but for mistakes, not sneezes.
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Apr 12, 2008
Tuesday rolls around and we’re full on into the 40-day rejuvenation program. I make it to the 12 o’clock class. I’ve got it down, now. I finally choked up the cash and shelled out $50 for the micro-fiber über-absorbent sticky mat to replace my beach towel; I’ve got my water, a hand towel to wipe my sweaty face off, a headband to hold my hair back, and my favorite spot (back right corner). As they say in Rhode Island, I’m all set.
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Apr 11, 2008
The weekend rolls around and I’m exhausted. MJ and I get take-out and I order a salad, hoping to cool down my “hot” side. Thanks a lot, Baron. I even skip cheesecake since I’m trying to curb my sweet tooth…arrrgh. I drink one glass of wine and wish I had another. MJ and I take turns falling asleep on the couch, until we convince ourselves to give up and go to bed.
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Apr 10, 2008
Week one is over and I keep looking in the mirror to see if there are any changes. Flatter abs, higher butt cheeks, serious guns? Nothing. I know this 40 days thing is about rejuvenation of spirit and mind, yadda yadda yadda, but do I at least get a smokin’ ass out of this thing?
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