Just Something

This past weekend I felt like I was finally getting the hang of this grown up balance thing. I managed to tidy up the house, mop the floors, do all of the laundry and the grocery shopping (bonus points for only spending $75 on fantastic vegetarian fair filled with fresh fruits and veggies). I also managed to go to a 90 minute yoga class, and an hour (maybe closer to two hour) long bike ride with my mom. And to top it all off, I also snuck in a two hour nap.

I didn't get much writing done, but either way I still managed to accomplish a great many things that made me feel productive. And it was great to spend some time on a two wheel adventure with my mom.

I have a tendency to throw myself into things. I immerse myself completely because I feel that's the only way I can truly understand everything with my short attention span, but then I think I fail to learn the lesson of endurance. Maybe now it's time that I immerse myself in finding balance in places other than my yoga mat.

I haven't been consistent in my yoga practice for about a month now. I'm still going, but maybe once a week instead of 3-5 times a week. Believe it or not, aside from the guilt of not going (which I can't quite explain), I think it's good. When I do go back I'm more prone to focus on the foundation of the postures rather than immediate advancement. It's like reading a book in the process of being written and editing the first few chapters.

Sometimes you have to go back to go forward. I've been resisting going anywhere lately, as is usually the case with my winter blues and january funk, but things are starting to move forward again, in many different directions. Which terrifies me, because I'm an all in person, but exhilarates me because I love nothing more than a new challenge in life.