Category Archives: Yoga Diary

Okay people.  I’ve hit a MAJOR milestone!  After just a couple months or practicing yoga…I can FINALLY….for the first time in my LIFE….ready for this?  Drumroll please?…..touch frickin my toes!  Yes!  Oh!  and might I add…withOUT bending my knees, screaming out in excruciating pain, without people laughing at me and without farting!

Well, actually the farting part is questionable, but hey….I’m not screaming and farting!

And what’s even better is that I can FINALLY do the Downward Dog pose without looking like I’m doing some kind of crab crawl from gym class.

IN CELEBRATION of this magical wondrous feat…..next week I’m going to hold a contest/giveaway!

Ya’ll come back now…ya hear?

Okay, so I was doing the Downward Dog pose the other day and OH. MY. GOD! This was the first time in the history of me that I saw my knees from a whole new perspective. Up close and in m’ face.   The pretty background yoga music blurred out and my concentration screeched like needle dragging across an old vinyl record.

“Holy shit”, I said as I stared straight ahead in disbelief. It appears that all the fat from my thighs may have melted, sunk and STOPPED right there above my knee. 

When did this happen?  When did my knee skin start looking like a shar pei?

How long have I been walking around with fat pockets on my knees? Could it be from not exercising for 44 years? Really? Is this like a pouch….you know…like kangaroos have…or like squirrels have to store their nuts? Wouldn’t it be cool if I could keep a Twinkie in there?  OR….the spare car key!

Oh no!  What if Jimmy Hoffa is in there?  Holy crap!
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Okay, now since it’s Ferrrrr-i-day!
Here’s my Aloha Friday Question:
What do YOU do to stay fit?

I’m surprised, number one, that I’m actually continuing to practice yoga every morning. It really is the best way I’ve found to start off the day. And, number two (#2, lol…) that I’m starting to get a bit more flexible and better able to focus.

Well, I’m able to focus as long as my husband doesn’t feel the need to wake up early and SUCK every ounce of concentration out of my brain. He tries to be quiet but he does that loud yawn….clangs the coffee mugs and clinks the damn spoons around. If you see a man walking around with a spoon lodged deeply into his nose…that would be my husband.

So he finally leaves to go golfing, and THIS is what I’m left with….sitting in front of me….staring.