Today is Day Five of the 30-Day Challenge and I am ready to pack it in. For one thing, I feel like I need about twelve hours of sleep.
I’m not going to pack it in just yet, because I know myself well enough to know that if I bail on this, I’ll stop going to yoga altogether in a matter of, oh, about one week. I really think pushing through with this dealie is the best way for me to start exercising again. And exercising needs to happen. Not just for my vanity. For the sake of the people around me.
I already notice that my back feels a ton better. Also, I’m twice as pleasant directly after yoga, perhaps due to being too exhausted to bitch.
Frankly, that in itself is a miracle, and I could probably get Sgt. Lucky to pay for my yoga classes if I point that out to him. He’s already cautiously impressed with my new, more exhausted, less persnickety attitude.