
Yesterday I had another session with my physical trainer, Lynne, this at Lisa's place. I barely dared to admit how often I've been skipping my exercises lately and got a token scolding. (Lisa too.) I even admitted to having had Bailey's Cheesecake for dessert last night, and Lynne told me that was my dessert for the next six months. Ahh... hard life.
Anyway, having a session with Lynne revived my enthusiasm for training and for yoga and I have made a new plan of attack to keep myself on track. I have it all prepared: typwritten sheets for each day of the week, a yoga and weights programme. Lynne says I need twelve-pound weights now so when she drove me home I made her take a detour and I bought them at Foster's. I thought that if I didn't get them now, who knows when I'd feel the incentive, and have the transportation?
I did a very through session of yoga this morning, taking about an hour on it. Felt extremely energized and happy afterwards. Remembered my resolve to do headstands again by the end of the year.
So I spent an hour or two today with the yoga books, working out a schedule to follow daily (yes, daily) for the next six weeks.
Wish me luck.