Pure adrenaline

So the title of this post may imply that I attempted some crazy running feat and experienced that moment of runner's "euphoria" once the adrenaline kicked in.  Sorry to disappoint you, but there was no insane race, no noteworthy athletic accomplishments, nada, nothing.  I personally wish that I did indeed have some wonderful achievement to share.  But no, this post is focused on the fact that, although I am a big fan of the runner's high and pushing my body to the limits, I am also realizing that pure adrenaline is not always what you need.

Taking the first step

I went to a yoga class yesterday morning.  Okay, big deal, you might say.  But there were a few reasons that made this feel like a fairly meaningful accomplishment to me.

1. I stopped thinking about it and took action.  I have been talking about taking a weekly yoga class FOREVER.  Why did I wait until yesterday to finally check out the studio that is literally down the street from me?
2. I stepped outside my comfort zone.  I would like to say that I am open to new experiences and challenges, but honestly, it can be easy to fall into the daily grind of a familiar routine.  The unknown sometimes can be an obstacle, and it's not until you commit to taking that first step that you suddenly realize you were just being silly by not giving something new a try.

Some days you just need a little sign . . .

I was having one of those days earlier this week . . . and to be completely honest, it really has been a tough couple of weeks.  Peter and I recently made the decision to relocate his mom to Utah and have her live with us, and the big move occurred last weekend.  In retrospect there are things that I would have done differently to prepare for the move, but even so, that wouldn't have made the emotional process of moving an elderly relative in with you all that much easier.  Having just returned from Boston and the high of the marathon, it was definitely a big reality check to tackle this.