I had a wonderful weekend in Holland. Giles and I travelled out early on Saturday morning, just making our flight by the skin our teeth! The weather was glorious and we had 3 long days hanging out with my brother and future sister-in-law; which was the entire aim of the visit.
I packed my running kit and a swimsuit to practice yoga in, having found a studio just a road away from the road our hotel was on.
By Saturday morning I had completed just 6 yoga classes this month, and so had another 4 to do before Wednesday 31st to make my monthly intention of completing 10 classes.
I went to a class on Sunday morning, despite drinking a fair whack on Saturday night. It was great to practice in a new studio. The discipline was excellent in this studio; I was in the absolute minority taking water into class with me. The teacher kindly took the whole class in English and I just loved the feeling of doing something good for myself and my health despite being on holiday and having a hangover.
I did another class on Monday morning which was taken partly in English and part in Dutch, this was awesome as I really felt myself being present to the words and the motion of the postures despite not really understanding what was being said. It felt really connected to the practice.
I didn’t run. There just wasn’t enough time and I didn’t want to be obsessively off on my own exercising, when I really wanted to spend quality time with my family. We had a really happy and fun time.
When I got back from Holland I needed just 2 more classes to make my monthly goal and due to work this meant I’d need to do a morning class on Tuesday and a 06:30 class on Wednesday.
As you know I really don’t like morning exercise, but Wednesday was my 4th consecutive morning practice, and although they were all challenging, I did them which felt like an real achievement!
But with all this yoga, my running has been deprioritised, and so now I am behind on my half marathon training plan. It feels like I can’t really win.
After last week I know that with just a bit of better organisation my training could fit my diary better; but I didn’t make time to do this! Then having made plans for running today I just didn’t go and I’m a bit annoyed with myself because of it. I was just procrastinating, and then regretted it which is so stupid.
So, tomorrow is another day and I’ll try to run and go to yoga as I will have some flexibility by working from home. I’m looking forward to this weekend as we haven’t plans for what feels like the first time in ages although I think I’ll get Giles to Parkrun with me again!
my happy life project 