Funny how one never loses insecurities. I am the proverbial “one” in this scenario. As I have mentioned before, I have lost around 40 pounds since March–something I am very proud of. The compliments from people who know me still surface, and I feel great and for the first time in a long time, feel like I look great too. But it takes so little to set your mind off again to a “I wish I was like that” mentality.
This weekend, I purchased a special deal for a Bikram Yoga studio that just opened up in my neighborhood. I haven’t done Bikram for a while, but when I did, I loved it. It was a little expensive to continue. So when I saw the deal and realized how much easier it would be 40 pounds down, I was hooked.
My first class on Monday was fantastic. I did everything well, and held myself with confidence. Then came yesterday.
I guess in a sea of stick people wearing teeny-tiny LuluLemon booty shorts and spindly Continue reading
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