I had a beautiful day, followed by a sad evening. I'm not sure when it hit -- maybe the Lululemon Trunk show? Maybe my delicious dinner at Clancys? Whenever it was, it hit me hard - and fast. I threw some money at my friend Erika and was quickly in my car and on my way home. I pulled over by Lake Magnolia (only a few miles from my house) and turned on my music...and I turned it up loud. Florence and the Machine "No Light, No Light" and "Shake it Out"...full blast, windows closed. I shut my eyes and felt the vibrations of the music pulse through my being. I listened to each song 3x before heading home and cuddling my mom. Loud music is so comforting to me, and in my car, windows up, I could feel each note in my chest. I went to bed feeling totally fucking defeated -- physically I was exhausted. Despite multiple meditations and yoga classes, spiritually and emotionally I was done. I barely slept, and woke up just as defeated as I had been when my head hit the pillow the night before. After my class this morning I had a parking ticket on my car. It seemed as if this shitfuck of a day would never end. But then I turned up my Florence again, and read Osho's thoughts about "choice"s and now I'm back to feeling alright. Beach + Beer + Mom + Loud Music = BLISS.
|Physically and emotionally exhausted, I punished myself with a CrossFit WOD.|
|Hanging with my friend Erika and our darling Cali...who wanted a beer.|
|Determined to get my mom out of the house, and get her to the beach, we set up a camp to protect us from the wind and sand. We sipped champagne and "pirate" port.|
|Billy with the "catch of the day"....a dozen beers.|