The Insanity Programme has been returned! Banished to the kingdom of the BeachBody Warehouse, it could not have parted my hands any more quickly. Having wasted exactly one month and $120 plus shipping on exercise that I execute in my sleep, I have determined that Insanity is for one who desires the feeling of brief challenge and quick weight loss, if it can do even that. Rough on the joints. Ugly. And manly. Insanity is not for me.
Rewind exactly one year. It was Thanksgiving week, and I published my final Kitchen Yoga segment. Since then, physically, and with regard to acceptance of my entire being, I have treaded downhill. Demonstrably. Disgustingly. I have not Owned My Yoga.
This hereby changes. Instead of sitting here, feeling my arms and abdominal becoming acceptable for a Bill Cosby Jello Pudding commercial, instead of sitting here, not being exhilarated by a sweaty, challenging practice; instead of sitting here, losing precious beloved moments on the mat with Gwendolyn snoring by its side; I shall just fucking do it!
Tomorrow, the 19th of November, at five o’clock in the morning, I begin Kitchen Yoga, Season Two. Regardless of the state of my body, fat and all, I shall publish Kitchen Yoga #1, Season Two, on the ninth of February, my thirty-first birthday. This shall afford me the time to get back into the mental game whilst my body firms to acceptable measures.
Today, in honour of the Thanksgiving Holiday, I offer to you the last Kitchen Yoga published to date. It’s a Thanksgiving special edition.
I am grateful for my mat. And for my practice. And for my blog readers. Most of all, I am grateful for Gwendolyn.
What are your recommendations for staying committed to a practice that I love?
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