We’re all going to collectively agree that we’ll ignore the brief (not brief) hiatus in posting that I took for the summer.
I hate summer. I do not thrive in the summer. I sweat and wish for cooler days Monday through Friday and on the weekends will lay by the pool for typically 2 hours total before I can’t handle the heat anymore. I’d rather be pale and wrapped in a big, fluffy sweater. Which, thank god, is where we are now: beautiful, breezy, Pumpkin Spice Latte/apple picking/sweater weather October.
I realized being on overdrive was not going to work anymore. No, Dianna, you can’t go to work, drink five cups of coffee, go to kickboxing, cook a gourmet meal, shower, socialize with friends, watch all your favorite shows, read a book and learn a new skill, while maintaining your mental health and feeling physically well. This might work for some, but it doesn’t work for me.
Some weeks consist of going to one workout class, making a grilled cheese sandwich for dinner three nights in a row, not speaking to a single person besides my mom and only focusing on drinking enough water throughout the day rather than who I’m going to hang out with next weekend – THAT’S OK.
I figured out that high-intensity situations don’t exactly help an anxiety-ridden person. Because of this, I’ve introduced yoga back into my workout routine. I haven’t gone to kickboxing in weeks because of a nasty sinus infection that hit me twice, and it makes me upset. But going back makes me nervous because of the fast pace of the class and I realized that I shouldn’t pressure myself into doing something that I don’t currently feel comfortable with. No, I’m not surrendering to my fears; I just really need to take it down a notch.
I decided to try out a new yoga studio in JC called Asana Soul Practice. It’s a small studio who’s home base is in Hoboken. They had a trial week for new members and I rediscovered that I can get just as toned doing an hour of yoga while practicing mindfulness and re-centering. Life can get hectic and there’s no shame in taking an hour of the day, morning or night, to focus on yourself.
There are many, “I did this, I did that, I realized, I decided” statements in the above. I get into fits of being so consumed with what other people are doing and trying to keep up that I forget I’m my own person with my own setbacks. The only person you should compare yourself to is the person you were yesterday. As cheesy as it sounds, it’s true.
Despite my being sick twice in the last month, I’m going to dedicate October to staying positive, being proactive with self-care and making sure my cup is full before filling another person’s. As soon as my NyQuil kicks in, we’re back in business.
P.S. My hair is now pink.