Sick Days Stealing My Thunder

Where have I been?  Sick.  Sicker than a dog.  Have you ever had one of those mutant colds that just won’t go away?  Well, I have and the time is now.  I can usually kick a cold within 3-5 days, but this thing knocked me on my butt and is still the gift that keeps on giving.

Sadly, I couldn’t do yoga for several days due to being sick which kind of threw me off of my game.  I was really enjoying it, but now I feel like I have created an excuse to quit, so I forced myself back on the mat yesterday.  Must…refocus.

I find solace in the fact that I continued meditating when I fell off of the yoga wagon.  I haven’t let zen escape me just yet!   For the first several weeks, I felt like it hadn’t been doing much, but I do find that it is helping create a calmer me in the past week and a half, especially at rush hour.  Unfortunately, it hasn’t helped with my insomnia, but little does.  Also, I’m not the most patient person, so I am sure I will see the fruits of my labor the longer I continue.

So I am glad to be back and being held accountable for my goals.  Here’s to no more sick days for a while!

 

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Sometimes You Win, Sometimes You Lose

The year is still young and for the most part, I have done pretty well.  There are a few things that I have not focused on such as my music and the cleaning of my apartment.  I feel as if I have let a lot slide these past few weeks for some reason.  I don’t know, I’m just having a hard time focusing on much which can be very frustrating for an overachiever.

I think the best way to go about this is to write in a journal expressing when and why I am feeling this way.  Rather than ignore the issue, I think it may be best to understand my procrastination and why it occurs.  Also, making checklists is a good way for me to get back on track.

The one thing I am excelling at is yoga.  I have been doing this steadily since January 1st even though at times I have wanted to quit.  Even though I have hit a slight rut in life, I am making yoga my anchor until I can focus on other things.  It’s good to know that all is not lost as long as I have my anchor.

I am in decent shape, but I would love to take it to the next level.  I think we all would and it’s something that can be focused on in small steps.  I have been consistent with yoga and haven’t missed a day in over two weeks.  Pretty impressive and I feel great!

Unfortunately, having gotten back into the yoga groove, I have realized that my eating habits haven’t been great.  I am really bad at drinking water.  It really is a challenge for me as I prefer coffee or nothing.  Not a great habit!  This week, I have forced myself to make sure that I drink one bottle of water to start off the day.  This is a great way to get two cups of water down before starting my morning coffee.  From there, I try to drink at least one or two cups more during the day.  Pretty impressive for someone who usually only drinks half a cup!

My diet has been carbs, carbs and more carbs.  Between pasta and after holiday sweets, I am doing my body no favors.  I love sugar and the idea of cutting down takes me to my sad place.  Still, I really want to try. Also, eating out every day for lunch is not good for the health or the budget, so I aim to change this.

Here’s to a healthier week!

 

 

Snow Day

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NYC was hit by a snow storm today, and though it wasn’t anything major, it did last all day.  I am not a cold weather person.  I never have been.  Even as a child, I would stay indoors when the snow came. I detested the feeling of the cold wind and the feel of the snow in my hands and the chill through my body.  I was a California girl whose family had moved to a colder state in childhood against her will.

Later, I moved to NYC in hopes of attaining a dream, and in some ways, myself.  But the cold weather never agreed with me.  Yet, on days like today, I realize how beautiful the snow can be.  Even in NYC.

Today, I had a list of things I wanted to do so that Sunday could be my day.  But with the snow starting to fall in the early afternoon, I decided to sit in my plush red chair and just stare out the window.  I live in NYC, I’m always part of this crazy scene.  But for once, I decided to be an observer of this crazy city and watched the bundled up people walk by in their winter clothing.

Children played, men helped their female companions across the street, and the elderly hunched with age carefully stepped into the street as the cars slowly went by.  Even though I wasn’t “there,” I really was, and in a way I haven’t been in a long time.  It was beautiful.

So I read in my big, red plushy chair with coffee and a book in hand, gentle music playing in the background–my two cats playing at my feet.  And I realized that always “doing” doesn’t mean living.  In this moment, I was living to its fullest even if others may view it as idle.  And, I didn’t care, I was too lost in my peace.

Then chocolate cookies and chai lattes were made, and I took a deep breath and really lived.  Today was the New Year for me.