Exercise has always been my archnemesis. Working
out has a way of making me feel better and worse about myself simultaneously. We all know the drill….calories in balanced
with calories out. I have tried a
variety of cardiovascular pursuits and have come to one conclusion….I need to
eat less.
First there was yoga.
Stretch your body in an assortment of poses – most resembling an animal…or
a piece of furniture. This would be where
the problem arose. In a room of tables,
I was the only ottoman. While the wispy
women in the front were doing tree…I was doing overgrown shrub. Ignorance to how I looked was impossible. Mirrors were everywhere. It confirmed in my mind that an apple can
never be a tree.
