So here I am, 9am in the office, blogging discreetly from my workstation. No, don't tell my boss, or HR, please.
I got up at 6 this morning, and went to a private yoga class at 7. "You are so delicate, Natalie," Kapil, my yoga instructor, said, "we really need to work hard to get your muscles stronger." After a short pause, he added, "but the good thing is that I can tell you're very motivated."
Yes, I AM motivated. And I feel good. On my way to class this morning, I saw scenes that I hadn't seen for a while: students in uniform waiting for school buses, seniors practicing Taichi in the park... The air was fresh, and there was no noise of traffic on the streets. It's gonna be a great start of a day, I told myself. And it was. At 7am I was already doing stretches and bends. I could feel my muscle working, my breath deepening, my energy flowing. I looked into the mirror, and saw a petite lady, working out, sweating - with a little blush on her cheeks, looking healthy and looking great (especially in my new lulu tank and pants, may I add). Yes, I am motivated, and I feel good.
It's September 1. As the calendar turns a new page, and school year starts again, I also feel like something is changing and growing inside me (I know, the yogi master in me is just dying to get out). I know September is going to be a special month - it is, after all, where it all began 30 years ago. And I really am going to make an effort to become a better me, starting today.
