practice is perfect

so, this is the warm-up. which is something i forgot to mention.

During my 200 hour yoga training (which begins in Feb). I am supposed to journal. I figure. i always do these things and then stop, or tell myself i will do something on a specific day and it never happens. i never do it. so i am walking the walk and training before the actual course.

i am so excited to not be full of shit this time. I know that no one cares. But I feel that during this training process I am going to uncover some basic modules of "the process". WHich I tend to believe is always the best part. So, for the time being I will record what I eat and realize on the internets why I become a fatty.

ps. even when I'm a chub- I still love myself. hahaha. it's true.


So, I went to the gym yesterday because I missed yoga. I was going to run and walk outside but it was freaking freeeeezeee freaky and when I tried to run to the gym (which is a rocks toss down the road) I thought I was getting nature's botox on my face. And it hurt. So I ran around the neighborhood to my car and drove to the gym. haha, don't worry it's a prius :/.

Got to the gym and ran for 5 minutes like they made us warm up in gym class. Walked up hills at a 10% incline slowly, like 2.9-3.3 read magazines and thought about how- if I plan to read crappy magazines this is how you do it. I know that a personal trainer would tell me to focus on my activity but thats why I don't have one. After that I decided to actually do some mindfull activity and I ran 2 miles on the elliptical. I listened to some LI'l Wayne and some OUtkast Atliens for that burst of energy and retired to the mat for some girl vs. boy push ups. Yoga has made me stronger for the push ups. Thanks to chatarunga which is
when you hover over the mat from a down ward dog into a plank, into a high push up> low pushi up> upward dog. But I am still not so fierce on the manly push ups. Just wait. I will be.

It felt really good. And that was where i came up with the idea to blog this experience before it actually begins. to set the tone and my intention (as they say in the yoga studio) my intention is to do this. To enjoy and embrace every moment. To not allow minor lapses to ruin my routine and commitment to enjoy my best possible life.

As for foodage. I had ordered my last frozen yogurt for dinner delivery the night before. A discovery that was both bleak and delicious during the last snowstorm. I swear. I thought the delivery boy thought I had a crush on him. I ordered 3 times while I was snowed in. But I swear it was the yogurt. Not the young Turkish man.

I decided to stave the idea of ordering food. And I think for the most part during this experiment. I will only eat sushi if I plan to eat out of my home. There is one exception of the place where I wait tables 2 ce a week. But I usually don't want to eat there...so we shall see. While I am planning this, I should also make a note that any place that serves eggwhite omelette brunche offerings should be on the list too!

I ran over to the super market (which means drove) grabbed some apples and tuna fish, milk for G's coffee, guanabana drink for G, a "healthy version" of Kettle Corn for him, (we were going to the movies at 6:30). cous cous (also for him).

We were running late so we walked over to the movie theatre. The movie we wanted to see was sold out (Slum dog Millionaire, which I thought was a cartoon until last week. Can't you just picture a dog on a skateboard or something??). Instead we saw Reolutionary Road. After we walked home in the freaky freeze. And I made my favorite concoction of tuna, apples, olive oil and penzey spices (italian)). may sound gross but it is super good.

When Gennaro fell asleep I ate the rest of his Kettle Corn. But that's ok. We're just getting started!