Over the years as I was growing up I would watch/assist my dad with alot of hard, manual work around our house in IL. We had a pretty good size chunk of land....looking at that lot today...a TON of land. With that land came massive upkeep, commitment and hard work. During those work sessions the sweat would run off my dad's nose & he would always say "you know your getting it done when it's dripping off your nose."
My entire childhood I played & excelled in sports. Now as an adult I exercise, I push myself and overall I consider myself an above average worker, meaning I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty & do some manual labor. However, one thing has alluded me in all of these efforts.
Sweat never runs off my nose....ever.
Yes, I do sweat plenty, it is an AZ requirement, but never at the capacity that reminded me of the days working outside with my dad.
I was recently exposed to a little exercise alternative called Bikram Yoga.
A snip it...
90 mins
108 degrees
40% humidity
breathing, stretching, flexing and balancing yourself into pure greatness.
I have to say it is one of the hardest things I have ever done & I am a pretty tough cookie so this has commanded my full attention & respect. It brings a level of clarity to my mind that allows me to push myself and go farther than I ever thought I could.
Mentally & physically it is moving in a manner that I really have not learned to describe yet.
The one thing though - the sweat. It doesn't drip, it doesn't run, it pours off my nose. In my 90 mins of finding peace, strength & harmony within inner self I can't help but smile as I try some to hold some funky pose that my body is rejecting because as that sweat pours off my nose I am certain of one thing.
I'm getting it done.
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You DO get it done! --with grace, style and courage. You give others inspiration to get it done and to tell everyone who doesn't like it to F- off! I do love the hot yoga... even though it kicks my ass!
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Last night I went to the hottest class eva. Thought my heart was going to pound out of my chest and my head was going to pop. I love, love, love it.
ReplyDeleteP.S. I met a new friend at yoga. She's cute and sweet and way outgoing.
When I asked what her name was she said, "Trixie Fender." And I said "WHAT?" Really wanted to say, "Oh my friend Kelly would love you. She loves strippers." Later I found out that she's a recording artist and that's her stage name. Youtube her.