Earlier this week, Karen asked me to look through my t-shirts to see if a black jumper she couldn’t find, had got mixed in with my stuff after being washed.
Didn’t find her jumper, but did manage to have a micro clear out, and there are now about half a dozen t-shirts in the charity bag, along with the boardgame Lords of Xidit, which everyone in my gaming group apart from me, thought looked too complicated.
(we play Pandemic FFS! How complicated can Xidit be?)
At yoga recently, we’ve been working on prep for headstands, and trying to actually do them. Last night I finally pulled off one unaided.
To me that’s as big an accomplishment as when I finally managed Urdhva Dhanurasana
(full wheel pose). It’s slow progress, but the fact I can do things at 53 that I couldn’t when I was younger amazes me. I love yoga 🙂
Yesterday I had a mini-clear out and put some things in the bin. I caught myself being tempted to go out and retrieve them, so, to make sure I couldn’t, I cleaned out the cat’s litter tray on top of them. Not tempted now.
So I’ve not posted much lately. Since the last post, there hasn’t been anything in the way of snow, and I suspect that winter has pretty much passed us by. (not good if you love sledging).
I’ve been attending 3 yoga classes a week, and doing the odd practice on my own at home as well, and I’m still loving it. In fact, last night’s class was awesome. I really enjoyed it, and had a great post practice buzz. So much so that I didn’t stop off for a pint on my way home as I didn’t want to spoil it.
I’m eating less meat, and more veggie equivalents. I love a roll and sausage on a Saturday morning, and Linda McCartney sausages are a great alternative to meat. I also found Malcolm Allen veggie lorne sausage, which taste wise is no different from the real thing, but the texture isn’t quite right. Other than that there’s no difference, it’s excellent.
First snow of the year. Hope it’s not the last.
I’m just back from a lunchtime yoga class.
Lately (last few weeks) I’ve started being a lot more aware of how I feel mentally, after doing yoga, as well as physically.
I feel a lot calmer, more relaxed, and very chilled.
It’s got to the stage that – in the case of a post work evening class – I no longer grab a quick drink while I’m waiting for the train home, as the alcohol would kill this really pleasant feeling that I’m experiencing. So, I take a slower, more meandering route to get to the station instead, and enjoy the sensation of calm that is washing over me.
So, double the benefits. The physical – that I’ve always been aware of – and now the mental, which I’m experiencing more vividly than before.
Not been about in a while. My bad.
I did the 108 Sun Salutations, and raised £106 for the charity. It was a challenge, but I actually enjoyed it. There was an energy in the room that just swept you along.
Really nice nibbles and a choice of a bucks fizz or non-alcoholic alternative.
I really enjoyed the whole thing, and definitely want to take part again next year.
The travel plans for this year is a bucket list trip for me, Cambodia. We’re heading out via Singapore, as my Karen has always wanted to go there as it’s apparently a foddie’s wet dream, and she loves trying new foods.
After Singapore, it’s a few days at Siem Reap for the temples, then on to Sihanoukville to relax, before heading home via Bangkok and Dubai.
Really looking forward to this.
Last night at yoga, I just felt that I wasn’t getting it. I honestly felt that I did better the very first day I walked into the class 3 years ago.
My balance was off, I was getting cramp in my toes in child’s pose, did I mention my balance?
Don’t get me wrong, not everything felt like a step backwards, and I did pretty good afterwrds, but it’s proof that we can only do what we can do on any given day, but it’s not easy to accept. Acceptance is the key I think. If you don’t accept that’s how it was and move on, then it will play on your mind and create a downward spiral where you psyche yourself out.
Onwards and upwards.
Been a bit…..meh today. Can’t pin it on any one thing.
So, that’s why I’m really glad I went to yoga at lunchtime, instead of a union meeting that I was supposed to be be going to (who organises meetings at lunchtime? Seriously, don’t)
Anyway, I feel in a much better place now, so I’m looking forward to this evening after work, when we’re going to take a wee drive down the coast to either Troon, or Ayr. (Troon is closer, but not much is open in the evenings, whereas Ayr has a bit more going on but is about another half hours drive away)
What can I say about Abu Dhabi? It’s fantastic.
Dubai gets all the attention, but it’s really Abu Dhabi that the place to go. It’s a real city. There’s a downtown you can walk round that has actual shops, restaurants, cafes, and it’s not just a huge sprawl that you need to use a metro, taxi or shuttle bus to get from hotel to mall.
Yes there are malls, but it’s easy to get round, taxi’s are cheap and plentiful, there is a bus network – you can pick up a travel card at the airport, and top it up again at the bus stops if you need to – and you can actually walk, unlike Dubai.
There’s also a bike hire system in place if you fancy cycling round.
We stayed in the Sheraton Resort, which is on the edge of the downtown area, and 100 yards from the Corniche, so it’s in an ideal position.
If you’ve been to Dubai, but are put of by how artificial it is (and let’s face it, much as I like it, it isn’t like any other city) then you should seriously consider looking at Abu Dhabi.
(pics to follow)
So, after last week’s yoga/pilates binge, this week has been a total drought class-wise.
No Tuesday lunchtime, went Tuesday night, Wednesday lunchtime was cancelled, and I’ve got my usual class to go to tonight.
I’ve got a half-day at work tomorrow, so I might manage the pilates class, but there’s things to do before I head off on holiday for a week, so I’m playing it by ear at the moment.
Saturday morning we’re up and out the house at stupid-o’clock to get to Edinburgh airport, then it’s Abu Dhabi for a week. Got the travel mat sorted, so yoga will not be abandoned.
Before that though, I’ve still got to pack, and get the cats over to my mum’s house.