Posts Tagged ‘bikram yoga’
Ran out of steam a little last week, as was feeling fluey, or perhaps it was just the last of the quitting smoking side effects. But I was back at bikram on Saturday, Sunday, and last night. One of the amazing things about yoga is that it never feels 90 minutes long. I don´t know how long it *does* feel though: at the risk of sounding flakey, it´s not about time…
Talking of time, the healthy challenge has run a full 31 days. I don´t think I did particularly well at the eating healthily and being teetotal part. That said, I still haven´t had a cigarette; haven´t put on any weight, despite kissing the cigs goodbye; and have averaged three yoga classes a week. Not quite in TC´s league, but still an achievement for me.
And I think I´ll continue with the yoga, even though my mission is officially completed. Tonight though, it´s off for sunshine drinks. I *won´t* be succumbing to smoky temptation, but please continue sharing your encouragement to keep me on the straight and narrow!
Yoga phrase of the (yester)day: “Sink into your towel.”
Achievement of the day: One month of not smoking!
Event of the day: Sunshine drinks.
Managed to make the six o´clock yoga class this evening, which I much prefer to the eight o´clock one, as gives me more time to faff around at home before going to bed.
Had a new instructor – he´s filling in for someone on leave. I thought Brian´s classes were tough, but this dude is on another level. Sounds like he´s commentating on a horse race the way he puts us through our paces!
Yoga phrase of the day: Learn to feel comfortable in an uncomfortable position.
Song of the day: Why does it always rain on me? Yip, the weather still hasn´t let up yet!
Reminder of the day: Tomorrow (Tuesday, March 31) is the last day you can vote in the SA Blog Awards 2009. Make sure your voice is counted before it´s too late…
Weekend was so-so healthy living wise. Went to bikram yoga (Friday) and swimming (Saturday). Did drink a couple of beers at the Coldplay concert but managed to refrain from smoking, even though it was *really* tempting.
Now that my flat has emptied out from being a hippie commune* I am very grateful to have my bed back. Even though I have been sleeping a lot better since I started yoga and stopped smoking, the couch in my lounge is far from comfortable.
Yoga today again, where Brian suggested I participate in the 30 day challenge, which starts April 1. The crazy thing is, instead of thinking that Brian is crazy, I am seriously considering the idea, although Cyprus does get in the way somewhat.
*A sad goodbye to Shennie Pie and Mister Moose, but a happy hello to their “replacements”, who will be named when I think up suitably cool monikers for them.
So, ja, although I´ve skipped posting for a few days, I haven´t skimped on my resolve, and am on day 14 of not smoking. Turns out my stomach cramps were totally from quitting, but am feeling loads better now. Previously, I was toying with the idea of giving up for a month, and then reverting to my original plan (that is, smoke as much as I possibly can before I turn 30, and then give up again). However, there is *no way* I am going through all the pain again, so going to try push through with giving up the smokes for good…
And otherwise? Well, Tom & Jerry and I went for “one drink” after work Thursday, which turned into many more, so not doing quite as well on the temperance programme as I´d like. That said, I didn´t smoke while I was drinking, which is something…
And back at pilates/yoga again after my absence last week. The former yesterday and the latter today. Although I have a very lovely pilates instructor, I am finding that I much prefer yoga. For some bizarre reason, I keep wanting to fall asleep during pilates! Off to bed now then, and will keep you updated tomorrow…
Yoga phrase of the day: This is really good for your reproductive organs.
Serendipity of the day: Making a new friend at yoga.
Achievement of the day: Back on the wagon.
Feeling a little better today; made it through work, although I did arrive rather late and leave slightly early. Discovered when I got home that Shennie Pie has also been sick, so maybe my mystery illness is nothing to do with bikram yoga, quitting smoking, dehydration, or my mind playing tricks on me.
Shouldn´t complain too much, I suppose, since I´ve been in Dubai for 10 weeks, and this is the first time I´ve been ill. In Vaduz I had a perpetual cold, it really was too dreadful… One of the many reasons why I´m enjoying this part of the world a lot more than my last overseas experience.
Also, there´s not a single bikram yoga studio in the whole of Liechtenstein. I reckon I´ll be well enough to go to yoga tomorrow, which I´m happy about: I don´t want to skip class for too long, because then it just becomes too easy never to return.
Food of the day: Magnum (ice cream) – you´re allowed to indulge when you´re sick!
Temptation of the day: EM inviting me to the Irish Village to celebrate St Paddy´s Day. But wasn´t that difficult to say no, considering I´m still not feeling great.
Encouragement of the day: My friend Susan telling me her list of symptoms when she stopped smoking. I reckon I´m having an easy time of it!
So much for being healthy – spent most of today in bed, after lasting only a couple of hours at work. My stomach was really sore: it felt like incredibly bad period pain. And I felt faint and a little nauseous.
I suspect this state of affairs has much to do with my over-enthusiastic adoption of bikram yoga. It could be unrelated, but I doubt it. I think that my body is just in shock: so much exercise in so little time after years of inertia. Although the stomach pain does feel more like just having a sore stomach than anything muscular, so I may be wrong.
My other theory is that I have a sore stomach because the character in the book I was reading last night had appendicitis. I´d say I´m a prime candidate for a psychosomatic manifestation. (Overactive imagination + not always understanding the signals my body is giving me.)
Anyway, going to give myself a bit of a break, so no yoga today, and have cancelled my second private pilates lesson tomorrow. I may go to yoga instead, but only if I´m feeling up to it… And in case anyone´s worried, I will go to the doctor tomorrow if I´m still feeling weird.
Update: Just heard from two of my friends that they became very sick after quitting smoking. So maybe that´s it? Definitely an excuse to allow myself to cut down gradually rather than go cold turkey, but 1) I´m an all or nothing kinda gal, and 2) I don´t even feel like a cigarette right now.
Encouragement of the day: Kind words re. quitting smoking from Tony J, after I commented on his blog.
Drink of the day: Lots of water!
Perk of the day: Extended afternoon nap.
Today was my first non-working day of not smoking. It could´ve been more difficult, but luckily I had my second bikram yoga class to distract me. Everyone keeps asking how it is exercising in the heat (40 degrees). Obviously, you sweat a lot. But aside from that I´m generally just concentrating on how to do the postures, rather than letting the extreme temperature perturb me.
Tomorrow I have my first private pilates lesson. Yikes, I´ll have done more exercise in one week than I have in the last year, or the year before that, or the year before that… You get the picture.
Yoga phrase of the day: “Lengthen your spine.”
Temptation of the day: Letting my cleaner have a cigarette out the window, but denying myself one.
Admin of the day: Realising I´ll have to organise to have my BMI/heart rate/ flexibility measured at some place other than the yoga studio, cos they don´t offer that service.