I took a couple of days off work to get myself centered and rested. Iâ€™ve felt a little unbalanced of late, itâ€™s funny because, I claim I abhor the monotony of life yet I come unhinged at the slightest alteration to my rhythm.
Iâ€™ve been out for a run only once since the start of the year. Itâ€™s not entirely my fault, however, the crazy weather and I share equal blame.
I tried a yoga class last year which I really liked, I havenâ€™t made it back since because the timing doesnâ€™t work for me; so I got this and a host of others DVDs and Iâ€™ve become slightly possessed.
Iâ€™ve been doing them religiously morning and night, as if to make up for the fact that Iâ€™m not out there running anymore. I even changed my waking-up schedule just so I can get a workout in before I leave for work in the mornings. Iâ€™m not even sure I like them or theyâ€™re any good. I just know that I have to do them, maybe Iâ€™m bored and itâ€™s there. I probably should try sex or masturbate to wean myself off this craziness.
I turned the living room upside down to make room for my mat and itâ€™s all I seem to do, I go home, do it for hours, got to sleep, wake up a few hours later and Iâ€™m at it again.
Thoughts of my yoga DVDs started creeping up at work; this is when I realized I needed help.
The best way to end a harmful habit is to understand the origins of said habit, in my case, where was my bizarre addiction these yoga DVDs coming from? I came up with the weather, my guilt for not exercising and the fact that Iâ€™m anal retentive.
This little incident also made me realize how much running has become a part of what keeps me sane, I keep at those DVDs is because I keep hoping to get that buzz I get from running.
I always maintained that Iâ€™m not one of those people that LOVE to run, I felt I tolerated it, this incident has showed me otherwise, I may not love running, I just need to run occasionally for my sanity.
I havenâ€™t even been running that much lately, in fact Iâ€™ve been down right slacking for a year or so. My extra snug clothes attest to that.
I have a little prayer; that tomorrow the skies will clear up. Oh and also I miss the sun!
Here’s a picture to remember sunny days by!