A Girl Nerd’s Blog

Thirty-one days until Scott gets here.  My project is to do the 12 step ideal of the 30 in 30 (which is 30 meetings in 30 days) for Bikram yoga.  This may be unwise.  I did Day One today.

The teacher talked the whole time, as though she were manic. This drove me batty.  And I have discovered that when I am frustrated or irritated, I get pretty damned snarky.  And out loud, too.  This is not well received in Bikram yoga.  This is on the order of military school.  No talking.  At all.

The last time I did Bikram was in 2002, November to be exact.  I was in better shape then.  It was tough, but not like this was.

Observations:  you can’t do Bikram yoga if you are obese.  Some poses just don’t happen.  Grabbing what you need to grab to do certain poses is difficult when you are slippery with sweat.  A tshirt is very heavy when soaked with sweat.  Skinny people sweat beautifully.  Being Irish doesn’t help with face flush.  A hair accessory to keep up one’s hair is mandatory.  A water bottle gets hot in a 125 degree Fahrenheit room.  My heart pounds from left to right, in kind of an elliptical pattern.  Nausea and yoga are a bad mix.  Nausea created by yoga is worse.

I was reading around about being able to accomplish more by looking at what’s left.  I thought this strange.  I have decided to give it a go.  I only have 30 pounds to lose.  It isn’t like it is 100, or 50.  Just 30.

This could work well.  I have often spent days in the office where I said, “well, this won’t take long.”  And before I knew it, “it won’t take long” ended up with all day.  However, I did get a lot done. 

Maybe this could venture into everything…

OK, so I am not completely devoid of ego.  This is a fact I guess that I have to wrap my head around, that I am not as spiritually evolved as I thought I was.

My clients like me, for the most part.  This feels really good to hear.  During an intake today, my client said, “I like her.  She’s going to be good.  She talks.”  Another one said that she liked me, too.  It isn’t that I seek for them to like me.  It is more that I want to be authentic, and do those things that I say are helpful when I find myself in a similar situation.  But just as I was sitting there, I started thinking about how I could really survive in private practice if I have people who “think the world of me.”  And, I have to admit, it felt pretty good. 

Maybe I can just stop overthinking and just accept the praise.  Don’t want to get a big head though.  I think I am pretty safe on that.