NAMASTE

It's been a little while since I found a gray hair on my head. I'm not complaining; honestly, I'm completely open to the black mambas transforming into their silver state, but perhaps just not yet. I so rarely spot one, but I did today, and wasn't really that surprised.

The past couple of days have been a little... challenging... to put it lightly. It's not a product of daily elements [which can certainly trigger elevated stress levels; let's be honest], but a targeted source - the same source - that's been a generator of duress for me. I'm discontent with the fact that I struggle so much to control my anxiety levels when it comes to this, but I am happy to report that I'm working on it and have been improving.

Of course, that doesn't mean there won't be setbacks. I call them emotional relapses.
I've recently started exploring the world of yoga, and might I just say that it is not the class I took once at UC, in which I literally fell asleep. On my mat. In the middle of the class.

Nope. This is the real deal, folks. Yoga junkies everywhere just rolled their eyes and called me a newb... I'm cool with that. I discovered Rachel Brathen, a homeless woman turned yoga-extraordinaire [thanks, Elisa!] This chick is hardcore when it comes to yoga; I'm all about strength training and I think she's got this yoga thing down pretty good. Find her on Instagram; some of her best videos are there [I think, at least!]

Beast mode. I will get there. It might take me a little while, but I'll get there.
Challenge accepted.

Meanwhile, the office workouts are going well, too. This will be the first full week of these; I'm interested to compare how I feel now with how I'll feel at this time three weeks from now, after continuing this every day. It's an accompanying element to cardio and regular circuit training, but it's only Tuesday and I can already tell a small difference.

Woo!
Here's some more RB for motivation:

namaste! | rachel brathen

Breathe in... breathe out... (:

xo | cmd