I get very down on myself sometimes when I don't notice the number on the scale decreasing. I need to break up with my bathroom scale. (Sorry scale!) Who really cares how much you weigh? Today (on my day off) I didn't have enough time to get to yoga before some scheduled appointments so I decided to have a practice of my own at home. (It's been a long time since I've done that! Yikes!)
I've been working on my arm balances for quite some time but since going back to work full time, I haven't had as much, or any time to practice. Today I took a few moments to work on a pose and BOOM. Nailed it. My point? Screw that scale and it's stupid numbers. I bust my ass daily working out, eating right, practicing yoga and it IS paying off. Not in the number on the scale but in my strength and flexibility. I felt it today as I held my arm balance for 2 full but shaky breaths. I did it. I'm sure it wasn't beautiful. I have no picture because I was alone. None of that matters. What matters is that I stick to doing what I love. I do it at my own pace and I know that even though it seems like a slow process, it's a wonderful and ever changing one that I will never regret.
Join me for yoga sometime. I'd love to help you on your journey.
Keep going. Keep going. Keep going. Be kind to yourself. Much love to you all. <3
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