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Business by day, Yoga by night!

I had a good day. Now heading off to YogaFit... post to follow! 🙂 Errands YogaMondayFor anyone that has done Yoga before... Have you ever experienced that 5 second moment when everyone in the class goes left and you go right? Have you ever found yourself in a pose so different from anyone around you? Both things happened to me tonight. And it did not faze me. The wonderful thing about Yoga is that there is an unspoken no-judgement clause among all participants. People from all walks of life--thick, thin, old, young, strong, weak, short, tall--are there for the same purpose and we all understand and abide by our own strengths and limitations. There is no need for competition. What I like most about Yoga is the idea of people coming together to share positive energy at one given time. For 60 minutes you can tuck away the stresses of the everyday and just be. You focus on channelling happy thoughts into your mind and sending out good vibes into the universe. It's a lovely thing and your body will love you for it. I remember an instructor once ending a class with the following words: "The divine light that shines within me honors the divine light that shines within you. Be peaceful and kind to every one you meet." Positivity perpetuates and we are all connected. If only more people allowed this mantra to resonate into their lives... the world would be a more beautiful place. Whether you practice Yoga once a month or a couple of times per week, allowing yourself to slip into a peaceful and meditative state is an excellent way to honour your body, recharge your spirit, and relax your mind.
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When Shop-Vacs Attack :(

There are many ways to work out the body and the mind. The most conventional of these ways include activities you can perform in a gym, on a sports team, around the block, or within your own home. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine working out in my car. Hush those dirty minds, s'il vous plaît. I experienced the versatility of exercise in a very short period of time today. My sub-conscious must have been telling me something because I accidentally arrived 50 minutes too early for my BodyFlow class. I felt compelled to appease my inner voice so I climbed for 15 minutes on the Stairmaster, pedalled for 15 minutes on a stationary bike, and then strode (strided should be a word) for a final 15 minutes on the elliptical. Go me! After a perfect 60 minute blend of Yoga + Tai Chi + Pilates + Meditation I was super tired to say the least. On my drive home, I noticed my van was looking like a stowaway for a family of conifers and whole grain cereal. Seriously, dried pine needles and bits of Cheerios inhabited every crevice. I tried to vacuum the floors with my handy dandy dust buster, but its battery was close to dead. Hurray for the gas station around the corner with its industrial Shop-Vac and for this sunny, double digit, January day! This is where the fun begins. I have never used the vacuums at a gas station before. I did not know gas station van vacuuming protocol. All I know is that there is a time-limit. You must vacuum the hardest you possibly can in the 3 minutes that they give you. It's a test of strength! Of endurance! Of skill! I opened all the doors (save for the one door that refuses to open), inserted my loonies, and went to town. I furiously cleaned the driver's side in record time. The hose wouldn't reach around to the passenger's side, so I climbed into the middle section and proceeded to clean on all fours. Then the vacuum got angry. It sucked up half my scarf and tried to eat a penny. It found a fire cracker tucked under a seat. I shrieked and threw it in the garbage. (Thanks, Grant, for giving me a heart attack!) Just when I was getting the hang of the task, the hose got a mind of its own and latched onto my hair. Bah! 3 minutes was enough. I think I drew an audience because at the end of my van van vacuuming adventures, two gas attendants yelled over to me, "Good job!" I felt more out of breath and sweaty than I did at the gym. I am never doing that again. Vacuuming  
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What makes a good day?

Do we measure the goodness of a day by the number of accomplishments we've made or by the amount of positive feelings we've felt? I'm trying to quantify the events of my past twelve hours. Judging solely by my emotions I had a fantastic day, but at the end of it all, I didn't really accomplish anything that could conventionally be defined as productive. I woke up early and attended a Yoga class, feeling wonderful after some serious stretching and blissful meditation. I felt so empowered that I threw in some added leg and arm exercises for good measure. I came home and took Tundra for a long walk. Walking a curious 95-pound puppy is probably safe to say adequate exercise on its own! I watched the new episode of Pretty Little Liars, which is an action I can whole-heartedly justify as I performed it while tidying all three upstairs bedrooms and finding new homes for all my floor-dwelling clothes. I swept and vacuumed the kitchen and I wiped down the countertops. I made myself a tea and was overcome with inspiration to continue writing a story I had abandoned around this time last year. Inspiration doesn't strike often and when it does it mustn't be ignored. I happily typed away on my computer, feeling one word closer to a dream as I did. Although I didn't complete a novel, I didn't vacuum my van as planned, and I didn't pick up the light I was expected to, I had a lovely time completing tasks to the almost degree. Throughout the day there were times when I thought to myself "I should do this" or "I should do that", but those thoughts were dismissed because I truly felt like I was accomplishing something in the moment. (Plus if I went downstairs the Jumbo-sized box of Smarties might tempt me.) Did I have a selfish day? Definitely. But I think it's okay to have those days once in a while. It's good to recharge your batteries, reconnect with your goals, and get to a happier place. Productivity does not happen overnight; sometimes you need to prepare for your own success--one feel-good day at a time.
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