Wednesday was International Yoga Day, and there was a planned open air yoga session in Glasgow’s George Square, that I was adamant I was going to.
So, after work I headed to the square, and got caught in the rain. “Bugger this” I thought. While I loved the idea of an open air session in the middle of the city, I wasn’t up for getting soaked, so I headed to the station to get the train home.
As the train pulled out I noticed the rain had gone off.
Made up for it at last night’s class though. There were only three of us there plus Susan (the teacher), and it was an amazing session. Felt great afterwards.
The weather in the tropical paradise that is Glasgow, was, for a change, really nice.
On Saturday we headed to the Linn Park with Karen’s friend, and just relaxed in the sun for a while, before heading to the Old Smiddy (I still think it should be spelled “Olde”) for a lunch of 50 chicken wings, and a bowl of Dirty Chips (chips covered in BBQ sauce and bits of bacon).
Yesterday we headed to Bellahouston Park for some inline skating round the cycle track next to the sports centre. 10 laps on a really hot day was all we could manage. Fun to be skating again though.
On Wednesday, it’s International Yoga Day, and there’s a mass yoga session taking place in George Square.
Depending on the weather, I might take part. Would be pretty cool.
Last night’s yoga class was cancelled last minute. It was replaced with a pilates class as they managed to get a pilates teacher to step in.
I got offered that as an alternative, but didn’t take them up on the offer. I probably should have as I’ve never tried it, an my wife who does both, reckons they complement one another. (any other opinions would be interesting)
At the pub quiz last night, I just wasn’t enjoying myself. Felt a bit down (don’t know why). This morning, I nipped into the gym and did a wee yoga session on my own.
I’m currently buzzing with endorphins, and feel really awake, and in a happy place, in total contrast to last night.
So, yeah, I know have proof that even a little bit of yoga can have a really positive effect not only to physical health, but to mental health as well.
What’s not to like 🙂
That I find out if I can get my kilt altered enough to fit me again.
I’m heading to the kiltmakers to see if they can alter the buckles so that it fits again!
With losing 2 stone (that frankly needed losing), my kilt is now too big. I know they can alter it up to a point, so hopefully it’s going to be do-able, otherwise, I’ll have to invest in another.
This is the downside to being healthier (JOKE!!)
(UPDATE:- looks like it’s good to go. Will still be about 1/4″ too big round the waist, but the belt will take care of that, and at least it won’t end up round my ankles!)
With the case of the missing running shoes unresolved, Yesterday was a wee core session in the gym. I went with a work colleague who is wise in the ways of the core strength, and damn if I’m not feeling it today !
My stomach muscles are…… achey. Sneezing hurts my stomach in a way that makes me want to laugh, except of course, that would hurt too.
Tonight I’ve got yoga straight after work, so I’m looking forward to that.
Next week is Wellness at Work week, so I’m using the introduction sessions as a way of going back to Body Pump. I used to go about 3 or 4 years ago, and now don’t actually do any upper body load bearing exercise, to this should be a good opportunity to get back into it.
This morning I went into my locker in the gym, and noticed my running shoes weren’t there. I’ve a habit of not picking stuff up, so realised I’d left them in the changing room on Friday after I’d been for a run.
I checked if they’d been handed in, but no joy.
In the changing room, the cleaner was washing the floor, and I asked him if he’d remembered seeing a pair of trainers lying there last week. He said he’d seen a pair of blue New Balance trainers on the Friday morning, lying next to a bench, with no clothes or bags near them, and took me to the front desk and asked the girl there to get them for me. Again she checked and said they weren’t there.
When I asked him if he’d handed them in he said no!
Next question was “How did you expect them to be handed in? Someone has stolen them!”
Yeah it’s my fault and I now need to buy new running shoes, but seriously, he saw them lying on their own and DIDN’T put them in lost property!
I didn’t go running (no shoes), so a wee impromtpu yoga session took place instead.
That was a pretty good weekend. Made some chilli, coconut and lime chicken, did some yoga, went to the garden centre and had hot chocolate with marshmallows and whipped cream, and finslly saw Alien Covenant, which I really liked.
I’d heard mixed opinions of the new Alien movie, but the naysayers were mostly people I know who like hard SF in book form, and hold SF media in disdain, so I’m not listening to their opinion. That aside, if it was a franchise I liked, I’d still go, and make my own mind up about a film. For example, I love the Star Wars movies, BUT can’t stand Jar-Jar Binks. A character so irritating, you were praying for him to be taken out the gene pool. If we could get a special edition of Phantom Menace WITHOUT Jar-Jar, I’d gladly put up with the holes in the story.
This morning before work I met up with a colleague and went for a run. Nothing spectacular as it’s been ages since either of us ran, so just a comfortably paced 3k or so to get the legs and the lungs used to running again. Felt great to be out running. I’d forgotten how much I used to love it.
(Dug out my Nostromo baseball cap since it seemed approptiate considering my viewing at the weekend)
The universe is conspiring against me. Earlier in the week, I was looking at a yoga website and saw a photo of someone in the tortoise pose, and couldn’t help thinking “How the hell do you even get into that position let alone stay in it???!!”.
Well folks, at last night’s yoga class I found out, and I have to say that once you are there, and relax into it, it’s actually quite a comfortable pose to be in. Who’d have thought?
Anyway, I’m pretty chuffed that at 50 I can get my legs over my shoulders like that. I’m seriously more flexible, and fitter than I was in my 20’s – a misspent youth of gigs, rock pubs, and parties – and that’s a great feeling mentally AND physically.
Kurmasana – tortoise pose
Decided to get off my arse and start cycling to work again, so after getting back from karate last night, I gave the hybrid a once over, packed the pannier with a change of clothes for work, and this morning cycled in.
Nice wee gentle 40 minute ride – I can hammer it in about 25 mins on the cyclecross, but I was up early and in no rush, as the gym at work doesn’t open till 7.00 so I didn’t want to be waiting about till it opened to get a shower.
By 7.0 I was showered, changed and in the coffee shop reading the paper.
Nice way to start the day.
As I type this, the last 3D print I’m doing this semester is currently being printed. This afternoon I’ve got some sensors to start wiring up, and then I can breathe a sigh when that’s done, and just think about the trip I’m taking.
3 nights in Bangkok, 11 in Bali and 3 in Dubai. I’ve got a couple of trips and a surf lesson booked for Bali. My recently replaced yoga mat is coming with me so I can get each day off to a good start, and I’m coming off the diet which has seen me lose just under 7″ from my belly, and the sensible eating regime (not going back to eating processed foods packed full of sugar, and continuing to eat salads, which I never used to. Increasing the amount of excercise (I cut back due to lack of carbs) should keep me from returning to my previously comfortably padded belly.
I’m not deluding myself, I know I’ll put a bit back on, but I need to stick to sensible eating, and only eat junk once a month on games night.