Today was the day that this stretch of an idea was born! I was running in Denver’s beautiful Washington Park, when I realized I’m struggling to get oxygen and that I might actually hate running. What?! I admit it, I don’t love running, but I do love the way that I feel when it’s done….especially when I’m running at an altitude of 5280 feet. It hurts my lungs. I ran 3.5 miles and only stopped one time to take a pretty picture to send to my deployed fiance.
I also went to Karma Yoga for the first time and completed an “all levels” yoga class. I feel confident in saying that I was the most confused person in the class. The instructor made the class fun by telling jokes the whole time and getting us to try lots of complex poses. I only fell on my face one time. I consider that a success.
*I’ll post my “before” picture tomorrow, once I convince my dear friend to take a picture of me in something she would rather not see me in.