Monday, December 19, 2011

And Then Panic Set In...

I'm doing really well with my exercise lately.  I've been walking probably five days a week, and I'm really enjoying it actually.  I'm adding a little bit more distance every couple of weeks, and I'm probably doing about 2 1/2 miles now.  I walk around my neighborhood, so I don't know the exact distance.

I'm also going to yoga regularly, the easy class once per week and the harder class once per week.  I feel so much better when I go, and I'm getting to where I look forward to it, instead of having to force myself to go.

Anyway, I'm finally getting into this good routine, and I'm looking forward to some time off work over the holidays.  I've been thinking about how this break will be really good for me, a time to re-focus on myself and my health, etc...

Then, at class last week, my yoga instructor (whom I adore.  Have I told you that?) informed us that she's taking a family trip and will be gone a whole week and a half!  As in, three whole classes will not be in session.  And she's entitled to have a life.  But seriously, I felt this sense of panic rise up in my chest when she made this announcement!

I've been doing soooooo well!  And her class is like nothing else.  I mean, I have yoga DVDs and stuff, but they are not the same.  Not even close.   I have one I've always really enjoyed, and the other day there was no class on Tuesday, so I made myself do the video.  (Yay for me!) It was okay.  Just okay.  I used to love this video, and now, compared to my class?  Eh.

So I guess this is my latest hurdle toward wellness, maintaining my calm serenity (stop laughing) while my yoga teacher is out of town.  Wish me luck.

2 comments:

Karen Peterson said...

Well, the good thing is that you love your class so much that you'll probably be excited to go back, rather than having to talk yourself into it.

Regina said...

Mostly I am just filled with joy that you've done so well - followed immediately by shame that I have done so very little. Keep it up!