Drunken slag vs. The Yogi....
Note to self: Must get out more.
Due to sudden spring like weather I can't help but walk around with a silly shit-eating grin on my face.
Tank tops and flip-flops you fuckers and waking up in a hot sweat. The only real joys in life I tells ya'.
Been on the drink the past couple nights. Wonderfully social of me to be out and about and enjoying life with homies however the alchy is taking a toll on my yoga. Apparently muscles don't like alcohol and lock up, and your extremely dehydrated which is not really what you want during hot yoga.
I was also overly emotional at yoga this afternoon and nearly broke down crying. Yoga does fucked up things to your mind it's like all of sudden you feel these bursts of emotion, mabybe joy or anger or sadness and it's so overwhelming that you you just have to talk yourself out of it. Or in the case of a young girl in class today the teacher talked her out of it. She started to choke up and was holding her hand to her neck (you know that pain you get there when your about to wail) and the teacher just told her sit down and stay in the room and next thing I know she's back in posture. Way to go, Caroline. She's one of tougher teachers in my opinion, but also maybe one of my faves. She just has this 'never say can't' attitude that pisses you off, but in the end it really helps you get through the tougher parts.
In other news: Must get laid. Must get laid now.
Any advice on how to accomplish this? And ovs just not anybody will do.
Due to sudden spring like weather I can't help but walk around with a silly shit-eating grin on my face.
Tank tops and flip-flops you fuckers and waking up in a hot sweat. The only real joys in life I tells ya'.
Been on the drink the past couple nights. Wonderfully social of me to be out and about and enjoying life with homies however the alchy is taking a toll on my yoga. Apparently muscles don't like alcohol and lock up, and your extremely dehydrated which is not really what you want during hot yoga.
I was also overly emotional at yoga this afternoon and nearly broke down crying. Yoga does fucked up things to your mind it's like all of sudden you feel these bursts of emotion, mabybe joy or anger or sadness and it's so overwhelming that you you just have to talk yourself out of it. Or in the case of a young girl in class today the teacher talked her out of it. She started to choke up and was holding her hand to her neck (you know that pain you get there when your about to wail) and the teacher just told her sit down and stay in the room and next thing I know she's back in posture. Way to go, Caroline. She's one of tougher teachers in my opinion, but also maybe one of my faves. She just has this 'never say can't' attitude that pisses you off, but in the end it really helps you get through the tougher parts.
In other news: Must get laid. Must get laid now.
Any advice on how to accomplish this? And ovs just not anybody will do.