Today I will embark on a second stab at Yoga. Now I think of Yoga as a sort of self-torture that reminds me of just how unflexible and out of shape I am. I have done it a few times and I always feel like a Hippo. I found one person on YouTube that I like so it’s going to me and her and me tonight and by that I mean her leading excellently with me grunting and groaning along.
It’ll get better because I know all things get better with practice. It’s a lazy way to say I did something without fighting the crowd of resolutionists at the gym this time of year and smelling like a hog. My hope is that I can like it more and incorporate it regularly into my new fitness regime. My belief is that I can use it in addition/conjunction to learning how to meditate (another goal for me this year). Strength comes from all sorts of exercise and one thing I need more of is small muscle strength and flexibility. Both can be achieved through Yoga. Tonight I’ll be sure to remember to use my Yoga mat and take my socks off. Last week I didn’t do either and I kept slipping on the carpet.
I did go to the gym two nights ago and ran on the treadmill. I had only intended to walk but I got there and thought to myself, “Self, a run doesn’t get any easier / convenient than on the treadmill”. 1) It’s not cold inside. 2) the bathroom is not far away. So I bullied myself into it and did 3 miles, alternating walking and “running” (more like trotting) the whole way. It got done and I felt successful having pushed a little more than I was going to. Actually just going in was a success since I had convinced myself that it would be packed with the resolutionists ( one of which I sort of am now having not run in a few months) and that the chances of my getting a treadmill were slim. I drove by (which by the way was the whole goal originally anyway) and to my amazement, there were a few open DM’s so in I went.
There you have it. How the lazy man’s mind works when it comes to getting back on track.
ATF (After The Fact) – I did not do Yoga last night. Why? Because i was so tired from work that I could barely keep my eyes open. I tried meditation but fell asleep. Try again today..

I’ve been gone for a while. I was writing all the time but I let someone bully me into eliminating 7 years worth of diaried thoughts, events and motivation. They didn’t like my language and thought it was unprofessional to write that way. Yeah the blog NO ONE read was going to prevent me from opportunities. OK, Maybe but shame on me for listening. shame on me because writing makes me happy.. Not cool Girlfriend but it’s ok. So this is my new beginning. This is my place for reflection and creation as I head into my “big one” birthday in a few months. I’m half way through my life. Where am I going and what am I doing with the second half? This is my favorite picture of me and how I want to look every day for the rest of my days. Happy. This blog is about approaching 50, hitting 50 and life after 50. Fitness is my focus and this space is primarily about what that looks like at my age, for me. Writing about working out and what I can do and achieve. How I am using food as fuel for those workouts and learning how to do that better to reach my goal. Writing about races (I run) and goals and putting me first. I feel happy when I write and I’m happy to be back. My old writings were started by and filled with rage and anger and sadness. I started running so unhealthily to deal with one of those life blows that you just don’t see coming that take your breath right out of your body until you feel like you will die. Something that nearly ended me mentally which would have led to physically if I didn’t find a way out, has been what has built me back up to be stronger. It’s what drove me to start running and writing in the first place. It’s given me the strength to find myself again. I’m not there anymore so starting a new blog is ok with me. Letting go of stuff is necessary to move on so let’s just do that. Today is a new beginning.