Ha! You probably think I gave up the quest. I didn't. I've been living out of a suitcase in Des Moines, Iowa all week talking insurance and product management. I know, it totally sounds like such a glamorous life, and believe me... it's as glamorous as it sounds.
I couldn't use ClassPass in Des Moines, and I was pretty much busy with my "emotionally expensive" team all week, so I had no time to find another class. On Saturday before I left, I jumped in a pool and swam laps for 20 minutes, so I will add this to my first week, and pretend this week never happened, OK?
In some ways I do really wish this week didn't happen, because not only did I take back the frizziest of hair (Des Moines has some serious humidity!) but I took back a weird strain of strep throat. I woke up on the day of my flight and felt like I had been hit by a truck. My product gurus probably thought I had partied too hard with my out of control hair, my pasty skin and empty gaze, but no... it was strep. I am SO sorry to my fellow travelers, but I had absolutely no choice at that point. This puts me two more days behind schedule. I am hopeful that next week I will be back to normal because I have a yoga tour planned.
I've actually missed working out this week. I miss the feel of stretched or worked muscles, and the pride of actually doing something fun, new and healthy. I've missed writing about it and as such, I will be back to it.
I was talking with my mom this week when she came up to watch the kiddo and the dogs while I was away. (THANK YOU MOM!) We chatted about this quest, and she and I agreed that exercise or the love of it is connected to what you learn and attach to as a kid. I realized that finding something I connect to might be harder than I imagined since I never really connected to anything emotionally. But then I realized that it's not true, I just wasn't super good at anything, nor was it a big part of my life. I need to (a) see if I can play tennis again (b) try out trampoline aerobics and (c) try some dance classes again. Not the dance classes last week, my friend, no, not that. Something else.
While I was swimming, I realized how much I loved being in the pool physically, but why I also disliked swimming laps mentally. You see, with swimming, there's no distraction. There's no music, nobody telling you what to do and nothing really to look at. You're left with your mind. My mind wanders, spins, and loses focus. My mind likes to run through a maze of random worries and musings when left to it's own device, which is why I have been half-halfheartedly trying meditation.
I heard somewhere that you have to build up reading stamina, and I think that's the same for focus stamina. I am willing to try it again. I think I made it to 20 laps. I am wondering if I can focus to 30, 40, 50 laps. I also noted that I enjoyed night time swimming way more than daytime swimming. Who knows why.
I am impressed with myself for the magical first week:
Now that I am no longer living the high life in the Midwest, I'll be back like I said, I am going to focus on Yoga next week. - Bikram, Vinyasa, and Yin again. I'll try to throw a few more in the mix.
Cheers to a long weekend and antibiotics!!
I couldn't use ClassPass in Des Moines, and I was pretty much busy with my "emotionally expensive" team all week, so I had no time to find another class. On Saturday before I left, I jumped in a pool and swam laps for 20 minutes, so I will add this to my first week, and pretend this week never happened, OK?
In some ways I do really wish this week didn't happen, because not only did I take back the frizziest of hair (Des Moines has some serious humidity!) but I took back a weird strain of strep throat. I woke up on the day of my flight and felt like I had been hit by a truck. My product gurus probably thought I had partied too hard with my out of control hair, my pasty skin and empty gaze, but no... it was strep. I am SO sorry to my fellow travelers, but I had absolutely no choice at that point. This puts me two more days behind schedule. I am hopeful that next week I will be back to normal because I have a yoga tour planned.
I've actually missed working out this week. I miss the feel of stretched or worked muscles, and the pride of actually doing something fun, new and healthy. I've missed writing about it and as such, I will be back to it.
I was talking with my mom this week when she came up to watch the kiddo and the dogs while I was away. (THANK YOU MOM!) We chatted about this quest, and she and I agreed that exercise or the love of it is connected to what you learn and attach to as a kid. I realized that finding something I connect to might be harder than I imagined since I never really connected to anything emotionally. But then I realized that it's not true, I just wasn't super good at anything, nor was it a big part of my life. I need to (a) see if I can play tennis again (b) try out trampoline aerobics and (c) try some dance classes again. Not the dance classes last week, my friend, no, not that. Something else.
While I was swimming, I realized how much I loved being in the pool physically, but why I also disliked swimming laps mentally. You see, with swimming, there's no distraction. There's no music, nobody telling you what to do and nothing really to look at. You're left with your mind. My mind wanders, spins, and loses focus. My mind likes to run through a maze of random worries and musings when left to it's own device, which is why I have been half-halfheartedly trying meditation.
I heard somewhere that you have to build up reading stamina, and I think that's the same for focus stamina. I am willing to try it again. I think I made it to 20 laps. I am wondering if I can focus to 30, 40, 50 laps. I also noted that I enjoyed night time swimming way more than daytime swimming. Who knows why.
I am impressed with myself for the magical first week:
- Spin Class
- Dailey Method - Barre
- Yin Yoga
- Battle Ropes
- Drop in Street Swing
- Swim
Now that I am no longer living the high life in the Midwest, I'll be back like I said, I am going to focus on Yoga next week. - Bikram, Vinyasa, and Yin again. I'll try to throw a few more in the mix.
Cheers to a long weekend and antibiotics!!
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