My Self

Today, I have felt accomplished. 

I started the day with a bowl of porridge and aching buttocks. First cardio & tone class of the year yesterday and I felt it in my legs, bum and tum afterwards. Then a yoga session to restore my torn and tired muscles today. Why yes, January, the year is barely beginning and I'm already winning. Take that.

The sixth of January is the Epiphany. I am not totally down with the spiritual side of yoga, but I think I prefer that slant to the fit-focus side of it. It is needed sometimes. Sort of like therapy, you lie in a room, stretch out, and someone tells you to stop stressing. Relax. Breathe. All that matters is that you look after yourself and your body, don't worry about the others. Do what feels right for you. Just let all tension and the worry go, if you can. It made me feel better, anyway.  I wouldn't say it's an epiphany, as such, but it's like I got this music in my mind saying "it's gonna be alright."

It is the last day of Christmas. Lights go off, decorations come down. For all intents and purposes, that means that new year starts tomorrow. 

A new dawn, a new day, a new life. And I'm feeling good. 

Flitterbox: Taylor Swift ~ Shake It Off - Mmm-mmm.