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I demand triple credit for going to yoga yesterday.
1. I hadn't been in over a month due to the instructor's vacation and my sickness. So, it's just hard to start up something like that when it's been so long.
2. Both people who sometimes go with me decided not go to, and I still went all by myself.
3. I showed up for class, in the location where class has always been, and there was no class. No sign, no nothing. And this studio is above a restaurant, as in, I had to walk through the restaurant with my yoga mat to go up to the studio. Yet nobody who worked in the restaurant seemed to have a clue why there was no class. As I was talking with a waitress, I noticed a sign on a bulletin board advertising yoga at the library at the same time. So, whatever, I figured The Universe intended me to go to the library and do yoga last night. And I did. And lo and behold, there was THE CLASS at the library doing yoga. Like oblivious to my confusion and the lack of communication.
Anyway, I went. I did yoga. It was hard. And I get triple bonus points.
I consider writing blip-its about myself a form of torture, but can talk about my interests, plans, dreams, and ideas for hours. I'm 37 years old, hapily married and mother to one human child and two dogs. My life, career, and eating habits are ever-evolving. I would like to lose about 30+ pounds and still be able to enjoy food and life.
I'm 41 years old, single, and I live with two dogs and two cats. I'm experimenting with semi-vegetarianism and recently gave up diet soda. I work from home, hate sports, love junk food, and would like to lose about 50 pounds. And win the lottery.