The summer sun has gone down...

Today is the first day of autumn; not that you'd you know it by poking your head around the curtain in sunny Malta. The weather people tell us there is a heat wave this week! Perhaps it's a final wave before the clouds break and the first proper rain in three or four months pours down on us.

It's been a considerably calmer summer than last. Not much partying was done but I enjoyed it in other ways. 

Here are a few of the highlights of this summer:

Lloyd visited twice! 

A visit to Gozo and all the fun that ensued <3

Boat party with Rachel and her friends

A trip to the UK

I watched my first Rugby match! 

Camping at Ghajn Tuffieha - so much fun!

Reading, reading, reading 

How did you spend your summer? x

 

Revisiting the 30 Day Yoga Challenge

Today I went back to my yoga mat for the first time in almost a month!

I have such a bad habit of leaving things by the wayside even if they benefit me and I genuinely enjoy them. Life happens and my happy habits drift into oblivion.

The 30 day yoga challenge was something I started back in May (you can see this post here) when I was feeling a little uncomfortable with how much I had let my fitness go (I'm seeing a pattern here, are you?) It's something that's really easy to get into even if you're a complete beginner so I would truly recommend checking out the DoYouYoga.com YouTube channel; it's a great place to start!

On another note I started Insanity yesterday too. I understand why it's called Insanity now! I wish I could say that I was fit or superhuman enough to have gotten through the full 45 minutes but sadly I had to stop at 25 minutes out of real fear of throwing up on myself. My limit was pushed! Even though I didn't make it to the end, it's a stepping stone and I'm really happy that I even got that far.  Later I'll do the next video :)

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Have you started Yoga or Insanity recently?

[The Malta Journals] A Trip to Gozo - Part 3

The last part of our trip was a visit to the Azure Window in Dwejra which I kind of insisted that we visit, because really, a trip to Gozo isn't complete without seeing this spectacle.

Little nugget of information if you didn't already know: You'll see the Azure Window in A Game of Thrones! Go and Google it now ;) It's pretty fantastic and also a spot which is close to my heart.

We did the usual touristy thing and took some photos with the Azure in the background and then we decided it was time to cool off. A little further in, close to where the buses stop, there's a road you can walk down to a small stoney bay. We found a quiet spot and relaxed in the midday sun.  

Where are your favourite spots in Gozo? Send me your recommendations and I'll check them out!

Comfort zone - first exit on the left

Today was quite a momentous day in my life.

Today I finally put my money where my mouth is and took my first step to a new type of freedom - my first driving lesson! I made my way towards my instructor who was sitting in the car waiting for me. She greeted me happily and asked me to get into the driving seat. 'Just to let you know, I have absolutely no experience!' I exclaimed nervously. She put me at ease and we went through the initial points; mirrors, seating, clutch, gears and indicators. She tried to explain the biting point and although I'm sure she explained it very well, at this point my head was cloudy. When my head is cloudy my mind seems to just switch off, I'm not sure if this is something you normally experienced when anxious but I certainly felt flustered and I certainly panicked a little when we first got going. My teacher was amazingly nice and patient and I can't fault her at all for how she taught me.  It felt like a dream. She got me from Msida to St Julians without crashing into anyone! For some reason I imagined driving to feel 'heavy', but actually it was the opposite. I felt like I was floating above the ground, controlling this heavy vehicle with just my feet and my hands. It was amazing and like nothing I've ever experienced before.

By the end of the lesson I was buzzing and so happy! I really enjoyed the lesson and I can't wait for next week. I'm actually quite glad that I was thrown into the deep end; it wasn't what I was expecting for my first lesson at all...it was better.

I was well and truly out of my comfort zone and it made me feel alive.

Have you done anything lately that has scared you?

[The Malta Journals] A Trip to Gozo - Part 2

Our journey continued on to the location of our stop for the night - Xlendi.

We took a bus from the station in Victoria and arrived right outside St Patrick's Hotel which is where we would be resting our little drunken heads. Since we were still a bit early we decided to see at the sea front and have another drink...aka our second bottle of wine! We were feeling rather chipper after that bottle.

Check-in was easy. A friendly receptionist explained where our room was and we made our way up.

The room was simple, spacious and airy. I was happy to note that the balcony was overlooking the sea as I had requested but although I knew what the view was like, I didn't realise just how beautiful it would be! We were right in the centre; the calm glimmering sea directly ahead, the cliffs on the right towering over and filling us with awe (or me at least).

Since it was a scorching day, we were both craving a dip in the sea. To make things more exciting, I suggested buying some snorkel gear which was met with approval. We each bought a decent pair from a little tourist shop for about €12 each and set off to find a quiet spot which was surprisingly not too difficult to find. 

The water was so refreshing! We spent a fair amount of time snorkeling and chilling together. It was pretty perfect.

The rest of the evening was spent chilling on our balcony watching the sun go down with a couple of beers and some pretty hilarious conversation until it was time for dinner. It's kind of become a tradition to go for Indian food whenever Lloyd and I meet so we were pleasantly surprised that there was an Indian restaurant just a couple of minutes away from St Patrick's Hotel! 

It was good. So good.

 

The breakfast at the hotel was lovely. We ate our food at a table next to the sea whilst there was still some shade and enjoyed every minute of it. I would have definitely stayed in Xlendi a bit longer if I didn't have to work but a little break was just what this girl needed.

***About St Patrick's Hotel***

St Patrick's is classed as a 4 star hotel although to be honest I think realistically in this day and age it should be a 3 star. Not that there's anything wrong with it but I have seen 4 star hotels that are a lot more luxurious. I don't wish to bash it however as I did really like the hotel and the location is absolutely perfect. The breakfast buffet was also decent, though what I would have really liked to see is fresh fruit juices rather than those powdered type ones that taste overly sweet and fake (sorry). The staff seemed very nice though and I would definitely stay again!


***Sapana Indian Restaurant - Xlendi***

Despite the fact that it was very busy that night, we managed to find outdoor seating and were served by very friendly waiters throughout our meal. The food was absolutely delicious and there were plenty of vegetarian options (as there usually are at Indian restaurants - yay!). You won't be disappointed, just check out the reviews on Tripadvisor here.

  Have you ever been to Gozo? Tell me about your stay!

If at first you don't succeed...

I've been pretty absent from the blog lately. That's not always a bad thing though, it just means that I've been living in the present and enjoying summer!

I must admit that I do miss blogging and I have felt pretty bad about abandoning my little nook so I'll be doing my best to keep posting. My little #GetSnappy project on Instagram was also a bit of a failure in that I lasted only 16 days in total - hey, that's not so bad... :)

Seeing as it's the last day of the month, here's a roundup of the #GetSnappy photos I took on my iphone. I hope you've all been enjoying your summer?

Is your summer in pictures too? Let me know so I can start following you!

[The Malta Journals] A Trip to Gozo - Part 1

 

 Let's talk a bit about Gozo.

It's my haven. My little getaway from the hustle and bustle of an overcrowded Malta and a place that up until recently I had neglected to visit for quite some time *slaps self*.

Before his last visit, my man had never visited Malta's sister island so it was a great excuse to book a hotel and hop on the ferry to Gozo. Yippee!

Our first stop was Victoria where we had a little look around the small capital and stopped for a bite and a cheeky bottle of wine at Grapes Wine Bar. Lloyd ate a baguette and I took a salad with fried goats cheese. The salad was...okay, I think the thing that saved it was the cheese because really, who doesn't like fried cheese? Nom.

 

After our lunch we took a 'slightly' tipsy peek around an awesome Fair Trade shop called Organika. If I have a shop one day, it's going to be similar to this one - I literally could have taken the whole shop home with me! Instead I settled for some soap, a straw basket and some gorgeous greeting cards (only one of which will be to give to someone). Fair Trade is the future!

A visit to Victoria wouldn't be complete without a walk around the beautiful Citadel (or Cittadella) which I've read is on the tentative list of future World Heritage Sites. It is said to have been fortified in the Bronze Age in 1500 BC and has since then continued development by the Phoenicians and Romans. It's free to take a look inside the War Shelters while you're there so I recommend stepping into the depths of darkness and putting yourself in the shoes of the people who spent countless hours down there. It was really interesting to see the little rooms with their tiled floors still intact! I like to think it would have made the people there feel more at home at such a scary time in their lives...

 Below are some amazing views from the Citadel...and our punishment for walking around in a drunken stupor can be seen at the end! :)

 


 


 

Let's go back in time

I'm going to tell you a story of how I ended up travelling to India and back in the space of three days. This is going to be a long post so if you don't make it through, just know that I did! (Obviously).

I'll start from the beginning...

As the train pulled into London Gatwick I felt my stomach lurch. This was it.

For the entire journey from Bath to London I had this sinking feeling that wasn't going away. I was leaving life as I knew it to venture into the unknown. Alone. 

'I have to try' were the words that resonated in my head. 

This should have been one of the most exhilarating moments of my life but all I wanted to do was buy a ticket for the first train back to Bath. Was this really what I wanted after all?

Some of the very few photos I took on my journey.

At the end of 2012 I had decided that in 2014 I was going to travel the world. 

I spent countless hours immersed in travel blogs planning where I was going, which visas I'd need, which gear to bring and which vaccinations to take. I declined offers to go here and there so I could save every cent I possibly could to put towards the trip and I felt truly excited about something that I had always dreamed of doing. 

Aside from the scrimping and scraping, 2013 was an amazing year. I was living alone for the first time in my life and learning how to take care of myself. Summer on the rock was a mixture of work, sunshine, beaches and laid back nights at a reggae bar in Marsaskala, not to mention frequent ventures to my local bar with awesome work buddies. It was at my local that I met my mister...so yep, it was a pretty perfect time. 

I passed through security with no problems (no reason why I should have had problems but passing through metal detectors always gives me the feeling that I'm carrying a gun in my pocket). In departures I buzzed around like a squirrel searching for nuts. Did I remember to pack this, that and the other? I just couldn't relax. 

My first flight was to Helsinki to catch a connecting flight. As I sat in my window seat flicking through the in flight magazine my thoughts constantly drifted to what I was doing and who I was leaving behind. I had a full on break down on that flight and it was only with thanks to the fact that Norwegian Air had free wifi on board plus Lloyd on the receiving end of my messages that I could stay relatively sane and not let my break down turn into a panic attack of epic proportions. For two and a half hours I sat in my seat with my hair covering my face and cried. I'm not sure what the passenger next to me must have thought but fortunately we had a seat between us so he didn't have to be in complete proximity of my constant sobs. 

I had about eight hours waiting in Helsinki Airport before my next flight which would land me in Amsterdam. This was roughly enough time to get a couple of hours sleep in a quiet corner and pull myself together. I must have looked terrible (I'll be the first to admit that I'm not the most attractive of criers - think Rudolf and you'll be on the right track). 

Once I had landed in the enormous Schiphol Airport I navigated my way to my next departure gate. Normally I absolutely love the buzz of airports but I was just going through the motions at this point. I felt numb. 

Fast forward through a peaceful thirteen hour flight to Malaysia and another three hour haul to Mumbai and I had finally landed. I remember flying low over Mumbai, a bustling colourful city and feeling a slight glimmer of excitement however as we hit the runway this feeling quickly faded.

Making my way towards the exit to my prepaid taxi I was targeted by my first scam (of sorts). The welcoming guy who came to greet me was not my taxi driver but a random person who wanted to be paid for walking me to the taxi which was just a few meters away. I gave him two euros and he walked off grateful for my donation (though not before hustling me for more, which I politely declined). About five minutes into the hustle of Mumbai's crazy roads I heard a tap on the window next to me. It was an older lady with a man probably in his twenties who looked extremely malnourished and had lost one of his eyes. I smiled apologetically as the driver shooed them away. I knew that this was something I was going to have to get used to if I was going to stay in India for two months so I was trying not to let it affect me too much. 

The driver eventually found my hotel after stopping a few times to ask for directions. He walked me into the entrance and I gave them my name to check in, relieved to finally be able to have some rest. I had left Bath on a Wednesday (it was now Friday) and had probably slept about three hours in total since then. 

'There is no booking' the man at reception said with a nonchalant expression as he flicked through his bookings. I explained that I had made the reservation through Booking.com and he made his excuses. 'This happens a lot, they don't send us the booking! No problem, we will find you another hotel'. I tried to remain calm as they made a call to another hotel. I didn't know who was in the wrong here and making a scene wasn't going to help the situation especially when they were working on finding me another place to lay my head. 

It didn't take long before I was being guided to a near-by hotel and checking in. Laying my backpack on the bed I stood in my room not quite sure what to do with myself. I had made it...but I wasn't happy or even relieved.

I tried to convince myself that I was just tired but I couldn't shake off the feeling that I just didn't want to be there. The wifi was an ordeal in itself but it worked long enough for me to communicate with Lloyd and my mum to tell them that I was having strong doubts. They were both undeniably supportive and tried to encourage me to rest and see how I felt later. I hung up my mosquito net and tried to get some sleep but I just couldn't relax. Mum had suggested finding a nicer hostel in the morning but between our communication I found myself booking the next flight to London. My heart just wasn't in it anymore. In fact I don't think my heart ever left that train journey two days ago. 

I made a quick getaway with my belongings on a tuk tuk and headed for the airport with at least five hours before my flight would leave. The airport was rammed with people (and that was just outside!). I've never seen anything like the queues I saw that night. One of the airport workers advised me that I couldn't go in until three hours before my flight so I had no choice but to find a little corner and wait outside for two hours watching Indian families, couples and singles make their way to their next destination. I was kindly given a cup of tea from one of the workers - probably the best tea I've ever had! I was asked many questions like whether I was married (I said yes to make things easier) and offered to go to a restaurant "over the road". I declined the offer which apparently was the right decision as there were signs inside the airport stating that if you were offered to go somewhere, say no! In hindsight these signs would have probably been more useful plastered on the pillars on the outside of the airport...

It was when I made it into the airport that chaos ensued. When I finally found my check in area, my booking couldn't be found in the system. They sat me behind the check in counter (you know where the conveyor belt for the baggage is?) whilst they tried to find out what was going on. I was stared at curiously by each passenger lined up at the desk. Time ticked by. Sixty minutes...ninety minutes, I was feeling very anxious, what was taking so long? Finally after investigating the issue the staff found out that the booking was not officially placed because the website thought that my debit card had been used fraudulently! I can understand their thoughts but it didn't make me less furious. I was advised that there was still space on the flight and I could book a seat but I would have to go back outside to the ticket office. That meant queuing up again to get back inside! 
I ran outside and found the ticket office and booked my flight. A one way ticket was costing me over 800 euros but I didn't care. I just had to get out of there. I had about 40 minutes left until my flight departed and my heart was determined to catch that flight. There was no way I was being stranded there. I paid one of the security guys at the airport to get me inside quicker and I ran to security...the queue...I was going to cry. It was worse inside here than outside. I'm talking thousands. As I waited, extremely anxious to get to my flight, a security guard noticed me (being probably the only white girl in the queue) and asked me when my flight was. I told him it leaves in twenty minutes and he quickly geared up and moved me to the front of the queue! I thanked him profusely, he asked for nothing in return and I made my way through x-ray. 

I made my way to the departure gate and I was in time! People were just boarding the flight. I handed them my ticket and they noticed that my backpack wasn't tagged correctly. They couldn't let me on. They told me to run back up to security for a tag which was 5 minutes if I ran. I dashed to security and advised them. After it was sorted a lady at security asked me when my flight was, she then panicked and told me she would take me. We both ran down departures, everything was a blur! I made it to the plane...I was the last passenger.

It was time to relax. Finally. What I had wanted with all my heart a year ago wasn't what I wanted anymore.

My life had changed. I had changed. There was a person in my life who was important to me even though I had only known him for six months.

I was welcomed by Lloyd at Heathrow Airport. I've never been so happy to see someone! After living off of plane food and sleeping on airport benches for three days I was ready for a comfy bed.

One day I will go back, but it will be on different terms. In the end I kind of felt like I was doing it to follow through and not because it was really what I wanted which is a tough realisation but one that I needed to make nonetheless. Learning to follow your heart is not always easy.

That's the story of how I went to India and back in three days. Maybe one day my future kids will read this and realise what a crazy mum they have (if they haven't figured that out already!).

August [#GetSnappy]

One more evening and we're into August 2014! Where heck has all the time gone?

Self promises of daily swims and a tan to put all tans to shame has been severely lacking (failed really!)...not that these things are particularly important in the grand scheme of things, but they kind of put a stamp on Summer in one way or another.

I've been enjoying myself mind you. I like a simple life. A book to read and a smoothie in hand is a happy way to live. Enjoying my time with Lloyd and family and friends. A full moon gathering on a beach full of happy people in Ghajn Tuffieha, a Reggae boat party full of good vibes, great music and even greater company, an *awesome* trip to Gozo with Lloyd - these are just a few things I've enjoyed so far. Now I'm looking forward to my man returning in 15 days!

Starting from the 1st August, I'm beginning a little project called #GetSnappy. It's pretty simple; I'll take one photo a day and post it on Instagram. This is just my way of getting a little creativity and inspiration flowing. If anyone wants to join in, it'd be my pleasure to have you here for the journey! Just post me your Instagram and I'll follow your story :)

GetSnappy!

Listen to your body

Waaaa, I've just logged on to find over 2k pageviews just for today! Not sure what's happened but I'm kinda liking it! Hopefully I'm sending some kind of positive message to all you lovely earthlings :)

So, today was actually Day 3 of Empower however due to a slight physical glitch, it's now my Day 2. Yesterday I woke up feeling as stiff as a plank of wood. I was aching from head to toe, my throat was sore and my body exhausted. There's a lot of sickness going around at work and I think the mix between late nights and coughs and sneezes has been taking its toll on my body. I was very tempted to go home sick but I fought through and made it to 7pm.

It was about 9:30pm by the time I actually set up the second video of Empower (Strength) so I was battling with tiredness as well as aches and pains. Suffice to say, I only made it through 10 minutes before my body screamed out 'stop!'. I just had no energy to hold myself up and with half a heart I released and let myself slump upon my mat without any grace whatsoever. I have really learned that to get the most out of my practice, I need to listen to my body. Yesterday wasn't the day for Strength and that's ok. It was important to heal before moving on.

I'm happy to say that I made it through Strength this morning! It was bloody tough, I haven't felt so physically challenged since Yoga classes with my past teacher Anchelique (she used to push me beyond my limits every day!). I found solace in downward dog, usually the nemesis of my practices and I found myself not only pushing through but being kind to myself too. How do I feel now? Well, the aches certainly didn't diminish over night, but I did feel a little stronger and I feel like the practice actually did my muscles some good! Now I have the day to recover and I'll pick up the practice tomorrow with Day 3.

Wherever you are in the world...

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Just Say Yes!

Hi everyone!

It's been a little while since I posted, I know. I've had a busy couple of weeks as my lovely fella was over for a holiday catch up so we spent the best part of our time just hanging out whenever I wasn't working (which unfortunately was the majority of the time - boo). We had an awesome time though! Beautiful weather, an amazing two days in Gozo and lots of conversation and yummy food. I ended up gaining a kilo that I lost but oh well, it was for a damn good cause :)

On to some exciting Yoga news!

I've been following Yoga with Adriene on YouTube for quite some time now and she recently launched her new blog page findwhatfeelsgood.com where she was advertising her latest Yoga course called Empower - 30 Day Yoga Challenge.

Yesterday I was umm'ing and err'ing about whether I should sign up with the $99 fee. Was it worth me spending the money? Was I going to stick to it? After about thirty minutes of reading up and still feeling undecided I made a choice. Just say yes. I'll never get anywhere if I keep thinking and not doing!

So I signed up and completed my first day this morning! It was a fourty minute power yoga session with some cardio mixed in and wow, it was tough! I'm so not used to longer sessions anymore so by the twenty minute mark I was seriously flagging. My legs felt like jelly and I just wanted to give in...but I pushed through and finished with my head held high in savasana! Yay!

I encourage you all to say yes to something today and to see where it takes you <3

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The challenge is almost over

Happy Sunday! Yes, I am working today and I'm still happy. That's got to say something right? When you've been out of work for almost six months I guess you learn to be grateful.

With just a few more days left of the 30 Day Yoga Challenge I thought I would write a little update on how I'm feeling. When I started this challenge I had been out of any real committed exercise for quite some time. I hadn't practiced yoga since summer 2013 and had kind of lost my way. I was weak and about four kilos heavier than I was last July. It's been a tough month what with starting a new job and having to absorb massive amounts of information, not to mention I've needed to adjust to working shifts so my routine has been a little out of sync so admittedly, I haven't practice yoga every day. But almost.

If anyone reading this is thinking about starting yoga but doesn't know where to begin, then I think this challenge is perfect for everyone. Yes, you'll probably find it tough to begin with and want to stay in Child's Pose for half of the practice sometimes but you'll want to succeed! The practices are less than twenty minutes each and you go as far as you want to. I was incredibly weak at the start of this, particularly in my arms and in this last week I have found myself feeling strong; my planks are much better formed and I don't need to go on my knees to Chaturanga most of the time. This for me is such a big achievement!

I've decided that when I've finished this challenge my next step will be learning how to do the splits. Something I have always wanted to learn! I'm also going to start the 30 Day Yoga Challenge from the beginning again find a new video to follow. I also really want to start running again! Finding time is going to be my issue...I'm a serial procrastinator!

I hope that anyone reading this decides to give this challenge a go. Erin Motz, who presents it seems really lovely and fun! Let me know how you get on if you do :)

Have a great day! xo

Life is full of challenges

This week I'll rename Friday. It's Freeday!

After a *long* four days of work I'm happy to be off and enjoying my day doing very little at all. I'm still absorbing as much new information at my new job as possible but it hasn't been easy and I still feel very uncertain about what I'm doing most of the time. I know that it will get easier the more I learn but until then I question everything. I take my time, meticulously ensuring that each step I take is correct and then take the leap. I try not to burden my team with my questions which are often about the same things, but most of the time I have to or else I might make a mistake...I just need to accept that I'm new and mistakes do happen. My mistakes in this job might piss a few people off but they're not going to kill anyone if I make them. I just need to learn from them.

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I've also learned that I will be facing a lot of "trolls" in the industry I work in. There are a lot of people out there who will just want to make my life a misery by being incredibly rude and inhuman and I need to accept that this is just the way some people are and behind every action or abuse there is a person on the other side who has their reason for acting the way that they do. It doesn't make what they do or say right, but it makes it easier to know that it's not personal (even if they do accuse you of having learning disabilities).

The 30 Day Yoga Challenge is going great! I completed Day 21 today which was learning how to do headstands! My niece came in to join me so we had a little yoga session together :) As for headstands...well, that's something which will need a little work! I can manage them against a wall but free-standing is another story. I will get there though!

 

Summer has well and truly started in Malta. The heat is ON. Not complaining though, let the sun shine!

Lucy is definitely feeling the heat, poor girl

Much better!

Anywho, wishing everyone a wonderful weekend!

xo

Little update, lots of happy

 

This week has whooshed by in a flash! Can't believe it's Friday tomorrow.

I've kept up with the 30 Day Yoga Challenge this week though I've unfortunately ended up with a trapped nerve in my back - ouch *sad face* I did still practice although I'm not sure it was such a good idea but I find so much joy in those 15-20 minutes that I just really wanted to get on the mat!

I'm down to 67.1kg which is just over a kilo less than when I started so it's a slow but steady loss and that makes me happy. I've also cut down on bread from this week; only eating bread on my two days off so that should definitely help!

Work is going really well. I'm not doing very much, just the basic emails at the moment but my team are lovely which makes me happy.

Today I received my first order from Roots&Feathers and I absolutely love my necklaces! I received them in a little package this evening all beautifully wrapped with some cards and a thank you note which I thought was a really nice touch. I can tell that Laura puts her heart into her business. You should definitely go and check out her store and blog if you like bohemian jewellery <3 I'll be showing you all soon :)

Phew! What a week.

 

Wow, I haven't had the time or energy to write since Sunday. In my last post I mentioned that I would have three weeks of training...uh uh - wrong! They decided to condense my training into one week to prepare me for the World Cup (the company I work for is one of the biggest in egaming). Since I have a fair amount of customer service experience in the gaming industry already, they're hoping that I will pick up the job fairly quickly.

One week later and I'm feeling positive! There was a lot to learn in a short space of time, particularly because I haven't had any experience in betting, casino and poker before and to be honest when it comes to poker I still have very little knowledge...meep! It's something I'm looking forward to learning though. The other part of the job is learning the T&C's and my way around the site and back offices (there are loads!). Everyone has to start from somewhere though so hopefully I'll get the hang of it all fairly quickly. Tomorrow is my first day on the floor and I'll be sitting alongside a buddy who will help me all day. 8am start...waaaaa!Writing about it is making me nervous but I'm sure it will be fine.

I was extremely exhausted throughout the week so I didn't practice any yoga :( All I wanted to do was sleep when I finished work. I know that sounds like a weak approach but I had to listen to my body on this occasion. Almost six months without work and then a week of 9 hour days of new information entering my brain really took its toll. Hopefully I'll be able to keep up with my practice/training for the week coming. Yesterday I caught up with two days of the 30 Day Yoga Challenge and it felt awesome to be on the mat again. I'm now on day 12 which I will do a bit later :)

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Getting back my mojo

Today marks the first Sunday in almost six months that I have had a reason to try and sleep early. Tomorrow I start my first day at work! It's actually going to be training for the first three weeks so I'm guessing it will be intensive and full of new information to learn. I'm excited but also nervous as I feel like I haven't really used much brain power in a long while and quite honestly my motivation has been low. I've become quite lazy.

Change is coming though and I invite it into my home with open arms. Come and give me a hug!

My yoga practice is improving too. Every day I feel a little stronger - I can go a little further and hold a pose for longer. I'm getting back my mojo!