p90x yoga and tears...

I need to get ready for dinner....we're having Daphne and Caleb over to celebrate Daphne's birthday. I love birthday seasons. So I'm in my workout clothes getting ready to change...and make some swiss chard. Nomity nom nom nom.

I just finished the p90x yoga. I didn't realize how much I needed it. I love yoga and just haven't made it a priority in my gym schedule. I've enjoyed these first four days of p90x...and after yesterday's workout I needed to just stretch and breath. My body was sore and it was tired, it was much more tired than I realized. So as I'm sitting and stretching and going into poses, I noticed something....

Monday nights have been my body attack nights for years...if i'm not sick. this was one of the first times that I was actually feeling my muscles. Some of them are more hidden than others by fat and peanut butter ;). But, there were there. I began to cry. I was overwhelmed by God and God's creation. I've been surrounded by new babies and children who are growing up and I adore them...and I asked one parent, I wonder if your son knows what's going on. We all adore him so much that we just want to spend time with him. I still have those same friends and family members who love me for me and want to spend time with me. I imagined myself as a kid and I wondered what group of my parents' families and friends came around and held me and hugged on me when I didn't even know who they were....and how many of those same people are around and cheering me on now in different ways.

There is no way that I could have gotten to where I am without the friends and family in my life. I was overwhelmed with gratitude.

So, there's me, in our little basement. Dolly the dog just resting and snoring...and me, seriously in tears trying to do different poses. For the first time in awhile I was thankful for the body that God gave me. I mean, I'm not going around being all like I dont' like this body, but I haven't in awhile, stopped and said thank you. I took deep breaths and listened to the instructor on the video. He said that some of the people were really sweaty, that they were having storms all up and through their muscles, but they were breathing.

Sometimes, I need to remember to be thankful.
and breathe.

today i am thankful for...

- flex time
- sunny afternoons
- first lunch at barley's
- first visit at alley-poyner-macchietto
- first lunch with gym friends (marty and jenny! fun!)
- hanging at goldberg's in a few hours
- brunch with the a-team
- tears and laughter
- late night tea
- my creamy caramel and cinnamon bun candles i got for christmas
- my little christmas tree that i still have up
- a day to rest
- catching up on dishes
- impromptu hanging out at the joslyn
- seeing kenley and wendy in the middle of the day
- mexican food with mimi
- letters in the mail
- endearing to-do lists of friends
- caleb's life - tomorrow is his birthday
- naps
- real simple surprise gift subscription
- magazines
- YMCA middle stalls
- taco bell fresco menu
- IMing with stephanie
- reflecting
- reading
- celebrating rachelle's departure to spain
- celebrating brent's service to the wmf community
- warm apartments
- ability to see, hear, touch, feel, taste
- dance parties
- lost marathons
- movies
- friends
- family
- warmer weather.