Husband and I did yoga together yesterday.

It’s fun. Sometimes I actually like the company. And God/Allah/Eddie Vedder knows I probably wouldn’t have got in a practice at all if he hadn’t suggested doing one together.

Only catch. He doesn’t do it very often. So, I lead. Which means, I have to speak. Cue. Maybe not as good as it could have been for me. OK… so not the first time he’s heard that…. I kid!

I love a vigorous Vinyasa. So, this was OK. Struggled balancing getting my breath in any flow… when choking on words. Anyhow, he liked it. In training for this damned tri, the both of us, we need the added benefits of pulling a regular practice (twice weekly…maybe) out of our butts. Along with the rest of our training.

Had nearly four year old Fifi watching me, following me from side to side, “I will follow your face… teehee!”

From side plank, conscious of keeping feet active, heels pressing towards wall, belling button drawing towards spine, ribs high, thighs up, tail bone pulling towards heels, and finally, jaw relaxed, “Ummm… no, please… not now.”

“teehee.”

Enjoying running. Need yoga to keep me from seizing up in hamstrings… and attitude!

Three kids. Now, I know there are those of you out there who manage a regular practice, family, preparing well-balanced meals all while representing NATO and vacuming your living room. I am not one of these.

I blog. I homeschool. I take pictures. I write some. I cook meals. Oh… and none of these on the same day.  Oh no. My head would surely explode… much to the entertainment of said kids.

I squeeze in yoga practice quarterly. It seems, at best. And now, I have taken on a shorty sprint triathlon bearing down mid-June. Wha- how?!?

And on top of it all I want to resume- no, institute- a regular yoga practice. I enjoy it, dammit. My body responds well to it. However, despite these facts that should make for easy prioritization- no go. Despite all of the reasons I have for pursuing an active and regular practice I am also quite attached to the excuse that I don’t have a viable space in this, our little Rocky Mountain cottage house, in which to achieve this noble goal. The reasons for this again come down to prioritization- or keeping yoga space effectively tidy of kids toys, dog hair and old popcorn kernels. It seems hard pressed to happen.

But it will! It must! This nearly 40 year old sack o’ bones needs it in order to make it through this coming event.

Here’s to the power of a blog to assist!

Well, after a couple of months of inactivity- yogic and otherwise- I managed to teach a class at the behest of neighbor teacher who was unable to make it herself, in addition to attending one of hers later in the week.

I’m also back into running. So its a triathlon. So its less than two months away. Just, so…

Running is a good start. The bike and swim training will begin next week. Baby steps.

I would also love to make sure that a regular yoga practise is made a priority as well… to keep my long idle muscles from becoming seized, inflamed, downright angry masses of under-appreciated tissue.

A great week for physical activity, despite the nasty early-March type weather.

It’s been a while. The classes, as well as my own practice, were derailed late this winter due to a change of ownership at our lovely venue. In the case of my practice… well, that’s just a matter of prioritization. And I didn’t do it well.

I have a triathlon looming mid-June and I pick up posting in this here blog for the same reasons I started it: greater accountability and a place to keep record. And so, here… back to ‘keep record’ and I wake up to snow… yet again.

This winter seems as though it will never end.

And rather than fixating on how I am allowing the consistently cold and nasty weather to impede my training, perhaps it’s time to roll out the mat and resume a sense of flow.

Hmmmmmm………….