Dragging it Together

The weather has turned around, and for whatever reason, that means I have finally managed to get a mostly productive day in today! I can't explain it, but when it is rainy and miserable, I can't seem to focus on any sort of work - all I want to do is nest. Which is basically how I spent my whole weekend. I watched four movies, all by my lonesome and everything.

Well now it's 28 degrees and sunny. So it's back to the library to hurtle out another thesis chapter this week. Sigh. On the plus side, if I get up and to the library early I let myself leave early as well. I'm not my own most dedicated employee, that's for sure. Slept through my alarm this morning, missing my morning yoga class, which meant that I was actually at the library an hour earlier than usual. So I let myself leave at 4:00 to make a 4:30 yoga class.

If I didn't mention it, I am back on a major yoga kick right now. My aim is to go every day for the rest of my days in Montreal - which, tragically, are numbered! I don't know which part of that sentence I am exclaiming - it's all pretty exclamatory: ambitious/startling new! I will let you know how it goes, but this is less a "30 Day Challenge" type exercise than it is a "it's time to seriously change your life" thing. I want to be someone who needs to sweat every day. And yoga just gives me such peace of mind. And I have actually noticed some leap-and-bound scale improvements lately. Like, get this, a friend of mine the other day said "Damn you and your yoga body!" to ME! I have a yoga body? I am skeptical about this one, but it was an honour to hear it, because I don't know if you revere yoga bodies like I do, but they are some seriously beautiful things to behold (I'm sorry if you practice yoga with me - yes, I ogle everyone). But in the concrete reality of improvements, I can press my palms flat on the ground in a forward fold! That is amazing!! I used to have to have the trainer rub out and stretch my hamstrings for me before games, and now I can fold myself in half.

Pretty bomb kids, pretty bomb.

Wish me luck this week - things get real up in this thesis.