It’s been a challenging week. I started the week off with a bad night’s sleep and never got caught up. This led to a few extra work day caffeine runs and that overall feeling of exhaustion. Oh and did I mention, a finicky pilot light means I haven’t taken a hot shower in a few days…ugh! After the high of Friday afternoon’s tasting, I crashed! Physically and emotionally!
And in between???
Studying? Actually no! Saturday’s schedule just didn’t allow for it which is why I was somewhat hoping for a crazy weekend snowmagedan to catch up. Saturday was my last day teaching winter yoga. All three classes brought their energy and enthusiasm, and I wanted this last class to be special. The youngsters started by blasting off to space, then my elementary school kiddos learned sandcript, mastered the trust sit, and rocked the steam roller.
My last group of middle school kids was small and they attacked wall yoga with strength and determination before settling into legs up the wall savasana.
I couldn’t ask for a better crew of ‘students’! When the last class wrapped, I had about 15 minutes to snack and prep before the families arrived for our community class. The laughter began from the start and everyone dove head first into the unique style class.
After class, I was exhausted and starving. I decided that I really wanted a Which Wich? sandwich! Although I had planned for some study time, there just weren’t enough hours before we were heading to friends for dinner. After my late lunch, I followed the masses to Target to pick up a few things for dinner. And since the threat of snow was sounding REAL (and my phone kept warning me about blizzards), I decided to stock up on snow day essentials. Yep, I was that girl! Cart filled with random crap in an attempt to throw together some home-all-day meals. I arrived back home to find the BOY cheering Indiana on to a victory. We were both exhausted…lack of sleep seems to be affecting everyone except Cooper. We considered cancelling our dinner plans since we were both a bit blah, but I knew a night out having dinner with our friends was exactly what we needed. And I was right!
We returned home in much better moods than we began the day. We made some warm beverages (tea and hot cocoa) and decided to go to bed early with hopes of getting a good night’s sleep. I set my alarm with the intention of going to 8am yoga (wondering if we’d really get snow at all), but my car was covered, the snow blowing, and the streets barely plowed. I considered taking the chance, especially once I heard that we were in for a longer blizzard than originally planned, but in the end sadly decided to skip…holding out hope that things would be cleared out for the mid morning class. I took my hot lemon water to the table and set about finishing my current outline while the BOY snored upstairs and Cooper hunted snowflakes. And then decided that I’d rather play on Pinterest and pick out things to bake today, but then really did start outlining.
Around 9am, I peaked outside and decided that being a Chicagoan, I felt comfortable enough to head out on an adventure. With the BOY trying to convince me to stay home and eat cinnamon rolls with him (a staple I picked up yesterday at Target), I cleaned off my car and gingerly made my way to the yoga studio, which I knew would open!
I enthusiastically thanked the receptionists for being there on this snowy day. Then, made my way into the hot studio for 75 minutes of ME time. I took a moment in child’s pose to set my intention…thinking about what really got me out of my house on a day like today and onto my mat. I decided that my main goal was to fully beat the blahs by letting go of perfection and judgment. Letting go of perfection is easy in a challenging class that has you sweating from head to toe while you attempt to keep your arms/legs/body in a posture and then gracefully move to the next without a minute to think otherwise. It was at the end as we made our way through a balance sequence (1 legged standing twist, pigeon, warrior III…for my yogi’s out there) that I realized despite feeling discombobulated and blah this week, I truly am grounded in my feet with roots connecting me to the earth. It brought me out of the tailspin of a chaotic week and into the opportunities waiting in the week ahead.
I left the studio feeling enlightened and happy, which I explained to the BOY as I called to say I was coming back home before almost getting my car stuck in the parking lot.
On the way back, I swung into Target for a few forgotten necessities from yesterday and a sweet reward for braving the storm.
I arrived home without even a memory of the blah that was as the BOY whipped up Crockpot Turkey Chili for tonight’s dinner. ‘We have an exciting day of being snowed in ahead of us’, I told the BOY. To which he replied, ‘we always have fun day when we’re together!’ He’s sooo right!
Although most of the people I know cancelled their Superbowl plans, I was really hoping that the weather wouldn’t be so bad. We had a fun get together with a close friend from out of town planned with tons of kids and Walking Tacos. Of course, safety won out (as it should) but we were all still disappointed.
I decided to take an hour or two to get some reading done in order to completely enjoy the rest of my afternoon at home with the guys, but then discovered a Law&Order marathon on TNT…so much better than studying! Next up…a HOT shower (I hope)!
How do you beat the blahs?
Are you snowed in? Whatcha up to?