Missed Bikram on Tuesday due to the massive rain storm but did the 6 miles on the treadmill . . . Wednesday my run, spin, and, bodyflow class . . . Thursday I will call it The Perfect Storm.
This week I have been hit hard with a lot of things. Some not so little, good, bad, frustrating, physical, hmm. Anyway normally Bikram makes everything perfect again. I mowed my lawn before heading off to Bikram. Yes, I showered before I headed off to Bikram. I had a really bad tension headache with my Dad's name on it. Plus some abnoxious draining female issues . . . good grief. Anyway arriving at Bikram I knew in 90 minutes I would be as good as new. I WAS WRONG . . . OH SO WRONG. I made it through the standing series kind of . . . I though I was going to pass out, or my head/jaw/neck was going to explode. Finally finished with the standing series. Anything laying on my tummy, I thought I was going to heave . . . so a little Savasana, then a lot of Savasana. With 15 minutes left in class I was going down for the count . . . I folded my yoga mat . . . feebly waved good-bye to the instructor . . . took a quick shower dressed and hit the freeway. I didn't think I could make it home. Maybe if I just pulled off the road and took a nap, but then what.
Somehow I made it home. I tucked myself in and 2.5 hours later I woke up when my husband came in the door. He is the sweetest man . . . so very understanding . . . he is truly my gift from GOD. He left to do his stretching at the athletic club and then brought home dinner. He knew I liked Pei Wei - brown rice, carrots, snap peas, broccolli, and tofu stips. I think I am going to survive. The Perfect Storm . . . somedays are like that.
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