I forgot to tell you: I’ve started a 30-day challenge at my yoga studio. I’m on day 8.
It’s…well, it’s going. I’ve done enough of these challenges to know that usually the tougher days outweigh the great, euphoric days, so I’m just trying to practice patience and breathe my way through the soreness, the stiffness, the aches and the pains. I’m also pretty proud of myself for even getting to day 8, considering I’ve been off and on sick for the past week, coughing and sniffling and carrying around a head that feels like it weighs about 90 pounds. But, to the yoga studio I go, every…single…day.
And, I just signed up for November’s National Blog Posting Month. So it looks like I’ll be coming here every day, too. Bet you’re psyched, huh?
I’ve felt a slight lack of inspiration ’round these parts lately, so I’m looking at this blog challenge as a chance to play with writing again. To not stress about putting together the perfect post or crafting just the right collection of thoughts. To blogging about the most mundane thing to the most meaningful moment. To waxing poetic or…not.
So, here’s your chance to ask me that random question you’ve always wanted answered, about yoga, Boston, music, books, writing, life, me, whatever. Ask, and I shall answer!
Because let’s face it—I’m probably going to need a healthy dose of help and inspiration to plow my way through 30 days of blog posts. Gulp.