Two Four Letter Words

1) Yoga; 2) Tofu

And I conquered both this weekend.  I’d mentioned how I bought a ton of yoga classes at Dana Hot Yoga, and I was too chicken to use them.  One of the deals expires on 3/24, so considering I leave everything to the last minute, it only seemed right that I start using them with 11 days left! (Oh sarcasm.)

I suited up and headed to Dana Hot Yoga to kick some ass.  As I was checking in, I ran into a good friend of mine from SJU and Big 4, Brianne!  Blog, meet Bri!

(Clearly this was NOT at yoga!)

Anyway, it was great catching up with Brianne before we started practicing.  Her last day at our old firm is tomorrow and I couldn’t be happier for her. 

The yoga class was great, and so was the studio.  A little cramped, but it was cozy, and it felt like I was in a ski lodge. It was hot, but I was close to the back door so whenever I leaned back I got a lovely little breeze.  Hot yoga cheating?  Maybe.  But it felt awesome, and I walked out of yoga class in a happy little daze.  I can’t wait to use up the rest of my classes… and then maybe go back for more.

Afterwards, I was craving tofu with no where to get it.  I took a leap and decided to make it myself!  I have heard amazing things about Gliding Calm’s tofu, so I gave it a shot.  I think I overcooked it a smidge, but I paired it with brown rice, tomatoes, carrots, and a fried egg and topped it with hot sauce…. a perfect after-yoga dinner. 

Sorry I hardly have any pictures for this post, but believe me when I tell you that I’m so glad I stepped out of my comfort zone!

Chicken

These are my confessions.

- A few months ago (ok ok, a long while ago), I purchased 15 hot yoga classes through Groupon. I have yet to use any of the classes. I find excuses to not go every week, but really I’m scared that I will sweat myself into a puddle and not be able to move.

- I have been telling myself (and Robert) that I was going to go to one spin class a week from New Years til the wedding.  It’s the end of February, and I haven’t gone.  Just like yoga, I completely chicken out every week.

- I love food.  I love butter, and olive oil, and soft cheese, and italian meats.  I love pasta and cookies and proscuitto and ice cream.  And I just can’t bring myself to pack a turkey sandwich for lunch every day, regardless of what my wallet and my waistline tell me.

- It’s 64 days til our wedding and I’m feeling a little mushy around the mid-section.  See above.

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