(subtitle: Part III of why I’ve been MIA)
After another week of running, lifting, yoga-ing…plus an added 2.5 Jimmy Buffett concerts, I was spent. Exhausted. And when I awoke – I heard rain. Hard rain. It would’ve been perfect to stay in bed or on the couch all day, but that’s something that just doesn’t happen to people with toddlers…Or to folks who must exercise.
I woke up later than normal (thank you, kids for sleeping in). I looked at the clock and realized yoga practice was less than an hour away. I had a decision to make. On one side there was the tiredness and rain, on the other side…this – I took a step and felt the slightest twinge in the outside of my left knee. It reminded me of the years long struggles I had against IT Band Syndrome. I knew I never want to go through that again, and I know yoga is one reason I was able to fight it off. I went to practice.
The class was tough – not what I was hoping for the day after a Buffett concert. But looking back, I’m glad it was. That’s why we go – to challenge ourselves.
Afterwards it was a mad dash to get a bunch of errands and chores done before the USA vs POR World Cup Match. I met a bunch of (mostly running) friends at a local pub.
If you watched the match, you know what an emotional roller coaster it was. Disbelief, tears of joy, then gasps of disbelief. That said, it was fun. That’s why we watch sports. And in the end, the good ole’ US of A is in a great spot to advance to the next round. But it is sports, so we have to wait until their match against Germany! #Ibelievethatwewillwin
Anyways, hoping to get back in a routine and catch up with everything, but we’ll see what life brings!
How bout you? Ever go to yoga (or any workout) when you (and the universe) said not to? Where and with whom did you watch the US/Por match? Do you believe?