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I was so tired las night I apparently forgot to press publish. Oops!


Sometimes I let my emotions get the best of me.

I can be irrational. I think I have a pretty long fuse… at the end of a really BIG explosive. The problem is this: The fuse gets lit… It burns slowly & inconspiculously, continuing to get shorter and shorter… until BOOM.

Then, when it goes off, it’s like a natural disaster, leveling anything that is in it’s path for miles… spreading like wildfire and wrecking havoc. Yup. That is me sometimes. I feel like I should wear a warning sign. Cosider this a PSA.

Most of the time I reign it in. I lose my temper, sure. I yell/curse/stomp my feet a little and then I get all pouty and will stay trapped in my own little world until I cool off… Then I snap back and am back to my usual peppy, never stops talking, annoying self. Some people even LIKE when they piss me off because they actually get some peace and quiet for a little while (cough, my coworkers, cough).

It seems like the past few months it’s just been one thing after another though. Death, relationships, morons, stress, the effing threes–which is wayyy worse than the “terrible twos” which were honestly rather terrific, traffic, mother nature and her unwillingness to switch seasons and let it be warmer! Rah. I can’t seem to maintain my balance and my patience has been completely used up. I go from zero to OMFGRAWR in the blink of an eye. You’d think with the insane amount of yoga i’ve been doing in comparison to my usual life, it’d be better but GEEZ. Instead, my stress level has just managed to skyrocket and my yoga is just helping me to keep what’s left of  my sanity.


Yesterday (Day 24) I wasn’t in a bloggy mood. I had a pretty good day. I got my first EVER haircut by someone other than my mom. It was scary. I was so anxious I was shaking like a leaf. But she did good and didn’t ruin my hair, so I am happy. Now my mom just needs to come visit in June so she can cut my hair again *and* give me highlights again… It’s been a few years and I soo miss being a blonde.

Today, Day 25, was intense. I was so convinced it was going to be a nice soft flowy restorative practice since we’ve been pretty “rockin” all week…  I even had wore long yoga pants for it (I get reallly hot, so typically I wear capris in the morning so I don’t get AS hot).  But I was wrong. We killed it though, of course. But she had us in plank variations for what felt like days. Then forearm plank, which I literally laughed in. Really, Kath?! Forearm plank before 7am? Are you TRYING to kill me? No… She’s really just trying to get me to actually meet my goal of looking halfway decent while on a beach in Mexico in less than 3 months. But geez. It sure seemed like I was in the ocean already with as loud as my breath was in those moments!

This month has been flying by. I can’t believe day 25 is over. 83 to go.



My weekend was full of crazy.

Following my last post, I took another step towards letting something go that I’ve been holding onto for entirely too long… Unfortunately, it was a bit counter productive and instead, it led to some more questions, hurt, and anger. Which led to tears, vodka, and a man-hating night. Luckily, I had a girls day on Saturday, a much needed day while my best friend on Sunday, and then a very healing conversation on Monday, despite a stomach bug. Tuesday, my practice was a short fall-back practice, because I was still entirely worn out. So I did my emergency practice of 5 Surya A’s and 3 Surya B’s.

That brings us to yesterday… Got home from work and decided to do my practice right then instead of getting distracted and then not wanting to do it later. Best. Decision. Ever.

I made the intention to get lost inside myself. To get lost in my breathing; in the practice. And I did.

My arms get SO tired during strength. Holding them out in T-position makes them shake by the end, and I have to focus sooooo hard to not put them down. Not to mention the tingling in my legs during the horse series… because my legs are sooo out of shape. But, I know that’s one of the places I *want* strengthened/toned… so I listened to Travis and squatted into it more. That yoga thai chi is an amazing hell. Ha.

But, miraculously I made it all the way through Strength last night, minus the arm balance flow (bad wrists). When it was done, I felt GREAT. I felt rejuvenated and strong. That is the purpose of Ultimate Yogi: Strength.



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