The temperatures have continued to drop, although still not quite as cold as it could be at this time of year. However, there is just enough bite in the air to make the early morning rise a mental battle each day.
With the exception of a few days (like today), I have managed to get up with the alarm and sit on the mat for meditation . Even though my husband or others around me might not agree, π the morning meditations are helping me to stay calm and collected on the inside, if not on the outside.
I try to alternate my running and yoga days depending on the weather, temperature and mood. Once I am out in the cold, I actually quite enjoy the activity. It is always nearly pitch black when I start, but then the light begins to increase as I pass the elderly people who are out for a morning walk, or those who are giving their dogs some brisk exercise (reason #1 to not have a dog! πΆ). There are also others out who are running/walking ππ½ββοΈthat I pass by with a sense of camaraderie even though I am slow as a π right now. π The yoga days are nice and quiet with a smooth flow of sun salutations right now as I’m just trying to build my body back up to the strength and balance it once was.
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t Drynuary last again only until the 12/13th of the month. I have only had a few drinks over the past weekend, but I think it is also part of the brain knowing it can’t have something and then really wanting it. Actually, I think that I just have no willpower when it comes to booze. It’s not that I want it all the time, but if it is offered, I am not likely to say no. Partially, I know that I don’t really have a problem with it, so depriving myself of it just for the sake of it, doesn’t mean anything because it just isn’t a big deal. I was avoiding it to help M, but when he decided to give up, I went along. π€·π½ββοΈ
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working. I worked six days last week and have six days this week. It is a lot for my old, π΅π½introverted person. It is not so much that it is burdensome work, but it is tiresome. My mind can only take so much focus in a day and then having to interact with others for so long does me in. Last week, having Sunday to do my errands and take care of things was good. It was good for my soul as well since my hormones were starting to rage. (TMI?) Still, I just need to keep on going.
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ery week of every month counts toward us reaching our goals this year. It is only the beginning, but perserverance is required. There are tests of it along the way, but I know in the end it will be worth it. So, until then, πͺπ½πͺπ½πͺπ½πͺπ½!
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