Monday, March 11, 2013

65&66&67

GOOD MORNING

Why am I up so early again?

Today was an epic fail. I was supposed to wake up at 5:30AM for yoga sculpt class, but ended up sleeping through not one, but two alarms. Through all of this, I was having an awful dream where I kept missing the Metra train over and over again because someone wouldn't stop stalling me...awful! So now I'm trying to do the office thing and balance the school thing but I feel like I'm on the verge of flipping tables. I JUST WANT TO DO SOME VINYASA FLOW PEOPLE!

Let's look back in time...

Friday, I went to another Friday night sculpt class- I am officially a certified nutjob. However, the instructor was different and that made all of the difference. It had been beer and donut day at work, so I was concerned that this body of mine would be too overloaded with crap to get my sweat on in sculpt. As I lay my mat down in class, I wondered if this would be the first class that I publicly puke in. I couldn't have been more wrong! The instructor's fun, bubbly energy carried me through a tough class. She made jokes, and definitely had a strong knowledge of anatomy so I had a great time and genuinely felt like I was taking good care of my body.

Saturday, let's be real, was a hungover flop. I did some abs but spent more time hunched over my drawing pad trying to make marker comps.

Sunday, I was just so sleepy! It was a really lovely day. My friend K and I cruised through Dose Market and ate yummy chocolates, Homer's Shamrock Shakes, and bought unbelievable lollypop art- that exists! I tried studying more afterwards, but ended up going coat rack shopping with my dad and passing out in bed with Charmed playing on Netflix. Charmed has always been a really exercise motivator for me. Who wouldn't want abs like 90's Alyssa Milano? Later in the evening, I made it to a CoreRestore class. I'm happy I'm going to the doctor this week, because CR was very painful and I can't tell if it was the good kind of pain or the bad kind. Guess we'll find out!

I hope this day turns around and I have a chance to truly sweat, but it's looking packed by the hour. I'll have to sneak some abs under my desk... thank goodness there's a light at the end of the tunnel. Can't wait to join the stay-at-homes in a 9AM Sculpt sooner than later :)

Peace,love, sweat xoxo SR

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