Miss this

I am currently working on graphics for a personalized bag and am going through some old pictures I have and am realizing how much I miss this phase. That's me juggling the super cold weather, trying to enjoy the sun and snow, whilst at the same time making sure the lil raisin bun is still alive and breathing underneath the fleece blanket. Fun fact - most of the time he would wail like crazy as the cold air shoots right into his baby lungs but then would happily fall asleep until we stop for a bite. We were just going across the street to Kepyeh (a lovely 3 story mall) and already I had my anxiety ready to burst just 5 steps out of the double doors.

Days go by and more things that used to be of ease to me is now becoming more of a chore. I have doubled my yoga intake now, thanks to this nice group of ladies who practice and have class right where I live - although secretly I can sense they are not fond of me mainly because I can do most of the poses but am hoping that the instructor will set the vibe for open learning process throughout. 

At 30, I believe the only remedy that works for me is good old cardio workout. And like my cuckoo bird buddy have mentioned. I need to make the best of the eggs while they are still fresh. 

There's a lot I miss.

It is Monday, and I am suffering the attacks from the silent killer pose of galavasana, pincha, as well as the full dancer's pose.