So I got home from work today, kinda feeling a bit tired I had a long nap. I was only so-so about going for a workout. I got it done though, and surprisingly enough, it was a decent workout too. I seemed to get through my sets with ease. Some days are strong healthy days and some days we struggle. This was a strong day!
Last night I had dinner with some work colleagues – the team. It was a nice restaurant. Maybe even a bit too nice for the crowd that I was with – they are good people alright, but I think maybe we were a bit out of place – laughing and joking and probably saying stuff that raised some eyebrows in the place.
There’s a guy I work with – complete prairie redneck. Now, I have to add, I have nothing against prairie rednecks, I’d even say I’m kind of fond of them, but I can assure you they don’t hold back when it comes to having a laugh and they don’t waste effort on social graces and political correctness.
He had me laughing so hard that I had to leave the table. It was ridiculous and I felt like a bit of a goose – snickering my way to the entrance to compose myself a bit. I actually laughed to the point of tears. Man, that was refreshing. I haven’t laughed like that in a very long time.
Lately, I feel like I’ve been doing better. Some blockages have been cleared. I have had time to reflect and adjust to a changing life situation. I feel pretty good. It’s apparent that I am obviously the major influence in my life, and my thoughts and actions have the biggest bearing on success or failure in all of my endeavours. Having said that, I can’t think or act for others, and how people perceive me, or react to me, or act in relation to what I say and do.
So I’m saying – ok. That’s ok. I’ll be alright. We can work together on issues or just avoid each other, it makes no difference to me.
Maybe that’s not entirely true, because I don’t live in a bubble and I do care about the quality of my inter-human relationships, very much actually. I guess I’m saying that I am finding my own direction, and people will either be content to be part of that or they won’t.
So we get one chance in this life. Actually lots of chances in life, but what matters is what we do with that. What I mean is that we only have a certain time on this planet, and so much energy, time, and perhaps entire lives are wasted on negative bullshit. I decided, I don’t want a part of that. Some people have real problems, health, family, employment, substance abuse, etc. I do feel for them. Really. I’m grateful that I have a lot of good in my life, and I’m busy making the most of my opportunities to be the best ‘me’ that I can.
So tonight I went to hot yoga. If you have been following me at all, you’ll know that I do this often enough. I got home from work, pulled my fav pair of lycra shorts (sans underwear, cause that’s how I roll), and a sleeveless lycra shirt. Pulled on some socks and runners, and grabbed the yoga mat and was out the door.
Today I went to a different gym – a 7 pm class. When I arrived there was a small line up. The 5.30 class had not yet finished. Soon enough it was time to go in and get set up on the mat. It was quite busy. Seems like everyone is doing yoga these days.
My shirt comes off even before the class starts. I have my block, water bottle, and strap. There are two candles lit either side of the teachers mat, and there is a fragrance that I can’t put my finger on but I know its pleasant. Is that cinnamon mixed with something floral? I take a few moments before the class to sit cross legged and meditate.
Soon enough, class starts. Its normally always a meditation exercise to start. Its where we might set an intention, but to be honest I did not set an intention I was just really happy to be there, in that space, I made it. I got my day at work done, drove the 15 minutes, and got in to class in time.
As class started it felt like the heat was set on ‘tropical’ but nice. We made our way through the regular assortment of flows – plank, chattaranga, cobra pose, downward dog, hop forward, full fold, inhale half fold….
As the bodies in the small space began to warm up, so did the room. It went from ‘tropical’ to sweaty. We continued to move through various flows mixed with minor contortions of limbs that my body can only partly achieve. As the session wears on, my muscles shake in some poses (side plank, anyone?), and sweat runs off my body. I realise: its fucking hot in here! I sweated soooooo much. Really.
Its normally at this point my rational mind says something like “hey, you don’t do well in heat, this is probably going to make you feel ill, did you notice that, you were a bit wobbly coming out of tree pose, I think I might collapse if we keep going.”
But this is where you need to give in to the yoga, to truly be in the moment, to defer any thoughts about not being able to get enough breaths, while your torso is twisted or you have your head somewhere between your knees.
And that, readers, is where the yoga gets spiritual. Your mind is slightly altered, you have to go with the flow, literally. You cannot hold on to your bullshit worries when you are in lizard pose, with sweat running down your back and off your forehead.
Its like any profound human experience, it transcends words. I can’t tell you how it feels, other than intense, and challenging, and liberating. Ok maybe I can come up with a bunch of words but the overall experience is beyond words.
So today was a good day. I did a work out this evening. More about that later. It was such a nice sunny day, I decided to go to the beach. Even though I live out in the prairies of Canada, we are lucky enough to have a really nice sandy beach that is on the river not far from the city.
I always wear a man thong when lying in the sun. Its just something I like to do. I’d be ok with being naked too, and often do, but sometimes I think wearing less can be more appealing than wearing nothing. Each to their own I guess. Whenever I get out and about, its always nice to say hi to people, and on the beach most people are quite friendly, especially at the ‘nude end’.
If you are not acquainted with the nude beach scene, its perhaps not what you are thinking. There are guys and girls there, and the atmosphere is relaxed and its quite safe for everybody. People are actually more inclined to say hi or have a conversation. Its like when you take the clothes away, people are just more friendly.
I met a guy from India, and his friend, a girl from China, I met a lady who goes down to the beach a lot, and a couple of other guys that were talking with her. I think I’d summarise it by saying that if you strip away (no pun intended) all the bullshit, and your intentions are good, people are generally very friendly and approachable.
At the other end of the beach – the crowd is certainly more ‘spring break’ like. Coolers are taken to the beach, stereos are blaring, and unfortunately a lot of trash is left which spoils it somewhat for others. Of course this is a few people, not the majority of those who enjoy the beach.
At gym tonight, I started chatting with a young guy, 22 years old, a cop as it turns out. Pretty fit looking guy too. We bullshitted about chest work out or whatever. I was working in with him on the cable fly rack.
Anyway, here was today’s work out, all about the chest and shoulders:
Dumbbell bench press. 10 reps at 80 lb dumbbells, then 5 x 5 sets and reps of 100 lbs.
Shoulder lat raises, 3 x 10. I use 40 lb dumbbells.
So this morning I had a late start, so I made the most of it and went to gym. Due to poor time management and distractions, i.e. WordPress, I found myself having to cram a quick workout in before getting off to work.
Here’s what was in todays workout:
Incline bench press – warm up with 70 lb dumbbells x 10 reps, then went to 80 lb dumbbells for 5 sets of 5.
Chest flyes, 3 x 10.
Dips, 3 x 10
Crunch machine 3 x 15.
Normally I like to do 5 exercises per work out but today was a bit compressed with my available time.
Tonight, I did a session of Yin-Yang hot yoga. It was a great stretch, very calming and a great way to finish the week!
Hi bloggers, a bit late with this daily post. As you may well know, I enjoy a good workout. Its a lifestyle thing. Eat healthy, stay fit, enjoy life. It’s not something you do after Christmas break or as a new year’s thing, you just have to get up and get going.
That is, if you want to be buff.
But its more that that. It’s feeling good about yourself, within yourself. Its getting up early in the morning to hit the gym, or squeezing in a work out on a Saturday morning before running the kids to soccer or what ever it is you do with your days.