@Zazie is fantastic, that is an amazing amount of work, and super useful.
OMG you guys I did it I did it I did it! LOL, and fielded to calls from my mom and my son, and it was a good time because unless I am doing my 12 sun salutations in a row that include over 100 pushups, when I am unable to breath, well, I like a yoga phone call I just shove it on speaker and like, that is that. The rest of the time I can usually talk standing on my head even that is not so hard.
The kid is good the matriarch and I have decided I may visit in July sometime. Hopefully that will work, I think so. I just can't leave with them so close and well, going all the way to WV. My son was very happy. He is SO ADULT. He wanted to get me a birthday present and I was like, "I KNOW THIS ONE." It was actually an inspired suggestion really ,because like,I have a lanyard for my stuff HERE and it needs to be burned. So I gave him instructions to find me a lanyard and what type I need. But then I realized "I will be taking my kid to work every day, like a talisman. Since my kid is deeply soothing to my being (I love him so much) that will work out great! Plus they aren't expensive. So yeah.
His birthday is also one week after mine, he wants some tool. That kind and the husband have SO much in common I hate that they hate each other (well the hate is all on the kid's side) and whatnot. I guess it is what it is.
So, I did yoga and that was totes fine. THEN (I did not stop) I began my 100 pushups included sun salutations and my body was like, "OOOooooo we are doing THIS are we, you psychotic monster. I'm sorry you are feeling OLD but perhaps you could schedule a facial instead that is what NORMAL people do." I was llike, "Come on body, you ,know darn well I am not normal." My body was like, "INDEED." It was fine until about halfway through then everything hurt but it was kind of in a "normal" sort of way, as in "Why would I NOT HURT" and no part was hurting more than any other. There was one pose I just couldn't do, and I did not stand on my head one time because my body seemed disinclined to do it...
But yeah, that happened .I feel sort of okay right now, not so sure about tomorrow. In any case it was a CRUEL moment because I was like, "I need to find an outfit for this evening." The husband is an honest but contrarian in judgement he criticizes EVERYTHING. One dress was '"okay except for the stain, whatever that is I can also see right through it. I was like ,"Yeah I know, I would put on a slip." But the stain was bugging me. So then I chose another dress "It's okay I guess, it looks like a nightgown slightly." I was like "DUDE this is not a nightgown I bought it a Needless Markup in the evening section." He was like, "Yeah it still LOOKS like one, slightly though." I was like, is it at least attractive." He was like "Well now I am distracted by looking at your ....." I was like "I hate you." He was like ,"I'm just proud I picked out my outfit WAY before you and before your yoga marathon you are insane, you know that right?"
So then I had a rummage through my closet and found the dress everyone loves and paired it with the right evening sweater and I was like, "I know what the problem is I am not wearing a bra. That's why he is being so critical" So I put on a pushup bra, donned the outfit and like some high heels yea they are going to be fun to wear in a few hours. I said, "This better be a win for us AND You have to be honest, or I don't know what will happen. I met with approval, finally.
I hope I run into the head dude and his wife at this emporium (or perhaps not) so I could give them a piece of my mind. Or not. Well, the high heels should be pleasant.
I do feel different in a way, like maybe I should do this once a month. Really.
DANG.
Anna
