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Happy Caturday! (I'm teaching Pilates Class at 8am with a big sinus headeache...edition...)
mmm...coffee...
I have deliciously sore muscles, but one more class to go this evening - not teaching, evaluating, but I still have to dance. Seriously, imagine you're being evaluated - do you want the evaluator sitting in a chair taking notes and scowling, or dancing in your class and smiling? I know, right? So, I'm wary that my deliciously sore muscles are going to turn into can't-get-out-of-bed-tomorrow sore muscles.
On the flip side - my summer goal of rock star arms and defined abs is looking more likely. Since I don't want to overwhelm the world with my muscle tone, I also have a goal of eating yummy things when they come my way, like a cake my husband bakes for me, or the key lime pie my friend Audrey insists on buying from the grocery store bakery and giving to me when I go over to her apartment for tea.
Lent kind of snuck up on me, but I've been slowly re-reading Sue Monk Kidd, and have been drawn to her meditations on taking time to be aware, in silence, of what is around oneself, and also for noticing the people in your life more than the to-do tasks in your life. I accepted a coffee invitation from someone I worked with on the Census last year, and usually I would have said no, but I ignored the laundry (sorry, family that is scrounging for clean socks) and went and it was great. Much happier Erika.
Right, Lent. So, rather than giving up chocolate or caffeine in my usual Lent way, I'm going for a more abstract slow down kind of thing. Slow down, be quiet, focus on people not tasks.
I was reading someone elses blog post about how some people (gasp!) aren't resolution oriented. If you tell them NOT to do something, or TO DO something, even if it's something they are imposing on themselves, they just rebel and can't function. I can't imagine such a thing. As far back as I can remember, I made lists, set goals, thought about what I was working towards.
I get that it all sounds very type-A driven and OCD, but it doesn't have to be. I do need a dramatic action, so to speak (whoo, word to Aristotle!), but it doesn't have to be an all consuming one.
Well, I'm going to reheat the last of this morning's coffee (side note on coffee - I'm enjoying using my nice china more and more, but the china coffee cups are completely inadequately sized for my coffee needs...) and enjoy this last quiet hour before Isaac is home, and I have to get ready for Jazzercise class number three of the day.
On the flip side - my summer goal of rock star arms and defined abs is looking more likely. Since I don't want to overwhelm the world with my muscle tone, I also have a goal of eating yummy things when they come my way, like a cake my husband bakes for me, or the key lime pie my friend Audrey insists on buying from the grocery store bakery and giving to me when I go over to her apartment for tea.
Lent kind of snuck up on me, but I've been slowly re-reading Sue Monk Kidd, and have been drawn to her meditations on taking time to be aware, in silence, of what is around oneself, and also for noticing the people in your life more than the to-do tasks in your life. I accepted a coffee invitation from someone I worked with on the Census last year, and usually I would have said no, but I ignored the laundry (sorry, family that is scrounging for clean socks) and went and it was great. Much happier Erika.
Right, Lent. So, rather than giving up chocolate or caffeine in my usual Lent way, I'm going for a more abstract slow down kind of thing. Slow down, be quiet, focus on people not tasks.
I was reading someone elses blog post about how some people (gasp!) aren't resolution oriented. If you tell them NOT to do something, or TO DO something, even if it's something they are imposing on themselves, they just rebel and can't function. I can't imagine such a thing. As far back as I can remember, I made lists, set goals, thought about what I was working towards.
I get that it all sounds very type-A driven and OCD, but it doesn't have to be. I do need a dramatic action, so to speak (whoo, word to Aristotle!), but it doesn't have to be an all consuming one.
Well, I'm going to reheat the last of this morning's coffee (side note on coffee - I'm enjoying using my nice china more and more, but the china coffee cups are completely inadequately sized for my coffee needs...) and enjoy this last quiet hour before Isaac is home, and I have to get ready for Jazzercise class number three of the day.
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