Day 10, 11 and 12, 14 classes down

Sorry I have not blogged for days, I can't tell you how crazy it is in my house, for me to sit down and journalize will be next to impossible. day 10 and 11 I did AM classes and they were tough. Day 10 class I really wanted to try a double but by the floor series I noticed I was a bit light headed and felt a bit weak. I told myself ok we are almost done now get through this, do a sit up like no other b/c they are to give you energy and boy did I need it..  still in my head maybe I can do a back to back... once we got to Cobra pose I noticed my face was red and puffy like a tomato.

The last thing I wanted to do is to accept defeat and lie down.. my Inner Tiger Mom thing going on....  So my thought was maybe modify and don't push as hard to get me to the end all the way. Well I got there and I knew I needed rest. My body was telling me to hydrate, hydrate..the problem is in my job I drive lots and that requires constant bathroom hunting...

Day 11, my friend V came and picked me up and we went together, from the immediate start I knew it was a going to be a rough class for me. I am naturally nocturnal I notice my Bikram game is on better in the evening well, my absence has caught up with me in my household. My husband who doesnt work out regularly or practices Bikram really doesnt understand it completely. To do it you can understand it, for me to go to class I'm gone for about 2 1/2 to 3 hours. So my mind was filled with emotion, drama and anger...plus guilt. I barely remembered that class and my locked knee was a mess but at least I completed it.

Day 12, I aimed to make it for the 8am class on Sunday and my 3 year old decides to wake up extra early and everyone else is still sleeping..so I stayed in and couldnt make it. I made breakfast for the kids and snuck out for the 10am class... I got to meet and introduce myself to Jen she has such a bright smile. I have to say this was one of my best locked knee classes,  I buried my big toe in that towel..I made sure my thigh meat was raised above the knee.. I did fall out but not as often..a small silent victory for me.

I love this challenge for the fact of listening to my body and getting to a healthier place physically and hopefully mentally. The one fun thing I did this weekend was go through my closet and try things on and was amazed what fit and what drowned me b/c it was way too big. I got into my pencil skirts with ease.. dresses that were tight are now lose..I have 3 bags of clothes now to donate.. my closet is not filled with frumpy smocks covering me up..but now more tailored and professional wear.. I keep referring back to the little train that could...I think I can, I think I can.