The Mysteries Of My Life...
I will never understand:
- Why it takes me three hours to finish a small glass of wine while drinking at home. (Things seem to go down much quicker when I am in a social setting.)
- Why, every few weeks, I suddenly can't seem to do Bikram yoga postures that require me to put pressure on my belly. (It's been going on for the past four classes... Half Tortoise pose... Rabbit pose... I feel like I am going to throw up!)
- Why The Husband makes no effort to touch his toes. I've told him many times, "Flexibility is the key to longevity! You are going to die young if you don't learn to be more flexible!"
- Why, after seven years, I still have a hard time talking about it.
- Why, after five months, people are still leaving nasty comments to each other on my post about The Real Housewives of New Jersey.
- Why people like Dirty Dancing. It's a shit movie. (Sorry Mum. Sorry Red. Sorry new sister-in-law... As I imagine you like it too.)
- Why I keep dreaming about peeing and toilets.
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Don't even get me started on Top Gun!
But I've been having these dreams for about two years now. So I have been going through a slow spiritual cleansing. But I don't feel any more enlightened than two years ago.
Also, the problem I am having with these poses is the pressure they are putting on my stomach, not my kidneys/bladder area. I feel as though I am going to vomit when I move into them. But, yesterday at least, I made sure to eat 5 hours before class. So it's not like I had undigested food in my stomach. But yet, I felt like I was going to vomit.
and the music is awesome!!
your mother!
b) I just spent entirely too much time reading the RHWofNJ thread. Those anonymous readers are fired up - that was some real comedy!
Do you think that it could be linked with water intake during class?
I have been taking a lot less water than I used to though. And I've noticed a burning sensation in my throat whenever we do postures that require me to lean forward. Could be as simple as my metabolism being adjusted.
I've never asked them before though. But you're totally right, I should.
Nobody puts baby in a corner!
the baby!!!!
"Marsha, Marsha, Marsha!"