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I went to a new yoga class recently. A friend of mine has opened a studio and started teaching her own classes, and I wanted to support her and to try a new class for a change. The room was filled with yoga newbies, as well as a couple people who have been doing yoga forever.
At the end of the class, somebody made a comment to me about me being "really good." I was shocked. Am I really good at yoga? I don't see myself as being that person. But maybe I am. I guess I compare myself to all these perfect little size 2's who can throw their legs over their shoulders, and I know that's not me.
But I guess, compared to a room full of beginners, I'm "really good." Compared to what I could do a year or two ago, I'm "really good." Maybe this is who I am now.
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.