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The Calm After the Storm

Why hello there, return San Diego travelers!

I hope you both had an excellent vacation to San Diego! The pictures look incredible, I bet the sunshine was miraculous. I can’t wait to hear all about your trip!

While you were gone I went to a King Niko show (for the City Weekly Music Awards), a Jazz game and watched the Super Bowl with some friends and the family. Good times, but I definitely missed feeling your presence in SLC.

On Sunday (before puppy training class – Imma kill Wiener), I went to Jami’s Sunday class at Flow Yoga. That class makes my whole week. It’s like church, but with thought-provoking messages you actually want to listen to, people you’d actually like to be around, stretching, challenging poses and no stale ‘body and blood’ of Jesus (I’ve still never been able to wrap my brain around the whole communion/sacrament thing, btw. Ew. Why do I want to eat Jesus? After a decade in Catholic School, you’d think I’d get it or at least accept it, but nay.) ANYWAY. After yoga I had resolved to become this calm and kind and open human. I was going to be the epitome of zen.


Fast forward 24 hours and I’m the exact opposite. I’m cursing at everyone that dares share the freeway with me, making snotty comments to my Research Design professor, on the brink of calling one of the DramaWhores and giving them a piece of my not-so-Zentastic mind and picking an extremely irrational fight with Algebra (that lasted a good 4 hours – and ended with me crying and apologizing for being such a betch).

However, after I got all that crazy out of my system, I’m actually feeling really calm and awesome today. Today is a great day, my friends! I’ve been singing and dancing around the classroom and we even did fourth grade yoga. I’m pretty sure my kids think I’ve been doing drugs – but nay, I’m just having a good day.

Perhaps I needed purge a few things before I could actually start a journey of yoga like calmness.


PS Bianca – after our IM about Lululemon, I went to the showroom to check out snobbish yoga gear and I have a confession: I’m hooked. If you ever think I’m putting on Nike ish ever again, you’re sorely mistaken. It’s amazing. Eff my paycheck from the school district (really, eff it, I blew a quarter of it on yoga gear), I want to quit my job and work at the Lulu store just so I can wear the gear all day. Do you think they put crack the material or something?!

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Namaste the Hell Away From Me

Good Morning!

I’m wearing an itchy sweater today. It was kind of expensive so I feel obligated to wear it from time to time (especially since it’s really cute), but I dread it every time I put it on. If I threw it away I think it would take some stress out of my life not having to choose it from my closet. Maybe I should do that. But then again if I go throwing away clothes that are occasionally uncomfortable I will be left with my stretch pants and pajama shirts. I should also throw away expensive trendy items of the past. Just because I spent a fortune on it in 2005 doesn’t mean I should be wearing it now (Read: Pink sequined tank top purchased for 20th birthday).

I’ve been working on living in the “now”, but as you can see nothing exciting is happening now outside of my itchy sweater. I want to live about two weeks in the future where all of the fun is. Even my yoga instructor acknowledged that it’s hard to live in the now when the now is so boring. I would say the only time I actually do live in the now is when I am at yoga!

I don’t even know where to begin about my love for Flow Yoga and the powers of Jami Larson. 6 months ago I hated yoga. I did 24 hour fitness yoga under flourescent lighting with the bass of techno music booming through the walls from the spinning class next door (so relaxing), and Bikram yoga where they encourage flatulence in 100 degrees (on carpet. Flatulent, moist carpet). But then I found Flow Yoga and Jami. I’m 5’10, I can’t touch my toes, I can’t even touch my knees. At most yoga studios my lack of flexibility would make me an outcast. But not at Flow. They embrace my uncoordination and encourage it. I leave yoga feeling incredible inside and out! Trust me, I can hear how cheesy I sound, but you have to experience it for yourself before you judge me. I guarantee after one class at Flow you’ll be calling your emotions beautiful, and admiring natures children. We should yoga it up Saturday morning since we’re both way to injured to be running. (Injured, lazy, whatever you want to call it.)

I could use a little yoga today, but I’m content living in the two-weeks-from-now. Two weeks from now I’ll be poolside in Cabo where the margs flow like wine, you’ll be in Denver bar hopping Lodo, our half-marathon will be over with, and SLCinNYC will officially be SLCinSLC! I’m so happy she moved home. Our fun rate has increased by at least 60% since her return.

I hope that right now you aren’t in an itchy sweater.



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