Morning Yoga

What is it about yoga that is so appealing to small children and cats?  My daughter is still sleeping at 5:30 this morning, but Kashi could not get enough of me.  She especially likes to burrow into my armpits.  It figures that our cat with the stinky breath would be attracted to other stinky things.  If I do yoga at night, I usually can get all three of them to flop down and observe.  I guess they’re attracted to the Namaste.

Yesterday was Bootcamp day.  It was a tough one, we had to do chariots.  That’s where one person runs with a resistance band around their waist and the other person holds them back.  On one section, Dustin told us that whoever got to the end first, their back person would have to do 25 pushups.  Turns out, if you really hunker down you can slow a person considerably.  I think our trainer was surprised, we all slowed our front people down to a mere crawl.  He gave in, he didn’t make us do the pushups.   🙂

But yes, there are two ways you know if your workout it hard.  If you get dizzy (I didn’t this time, yeah!) and if you pee your pants.  You know, like when you’re laughing so hard, you momentarily lose control?  Well, if you were wondering, that can also happen if you’re working out really, really hard.  It’s why I always bring a change of underwear.   Yesterday, I needed them.

And it was 37 °F when we went out yesterday morning.  Brrr.  Thankfully, Thursday looks to be warmer.

Author: ~R

I write about life, people, and the things that interest in me. Which often includes death, sex, friendship, and the future of humanity. I hope for the best in people and I prepare for the worst. But no matter what happens, change is constant and everything will be ok.

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