Six inches of fluffy snow. At first I thought there was no way the little Mustang would get out of the driveway of where we live…and had made plans to have a co-worker pick me up and assist me in the 35 mile commute.
But I gave it some time and and once some people started to head to work, I had faith I could make it. As I went outside to brush the snow off my car with a broom I unfortunately did not see where the curb was and stepped awkwardly on it. Now you see her, now you don’t.
I fell. Straight down. On my face. I was covered from head to toe in snow and had to make a wardrobe change before I could make the journey to work. But, I did manage to make it finally.
I had a busy day of work yesterday but a successful one. I made a lot of progress and came up with some new ideas that I’m excited about. I like feeling excited about my job. But I had Body Attack on the brain.
After a great class of Body Attack I decided a hot bath is just what I needed.
I lit candles, I put on some Amos Lee & Ray LaMontagne, and I soaked in the hottest water I can stand. I haven’t taken a bath in years, literally. That sounded bad. I’ve only had a shower pretty much for the last six years, leaving me with no opportunity to take time to sit down and relax in a tub.
I started to do some thinking. It began in my Body Attack class. I love it when the classes are just girls. It’s very much a girl power feeling when we’re all just busting out the moves and burning calories. When we feel like we’re tired we just look around and motivate each other. I love that. I was thinking….after this I get to go home to the boy of my dreams. Everything is just “in its’ place.”
So I continued that reflection in the bath tub. What better place? I closed my eyes, breathed deeply and slowly, and found relaxation. Those moments are vital in a busy life. Work your body. Rest your body. Love your life.