spoiled chinese girl

There is no need for me to be having sneezing fits from chills due to an improperly heated yoga studio. Especially one that is supposed to be unbearably hot. This weekend will be praying that the sauna works.

Another night of a cold yoga studio during a hot yoga class.  I continually break out in sneezing fits and having horribly runny noses and having nowhere to blow.  I also feel very intrusive with my necessity to sniffle and sneeze all the time.

I am beginning to dislike this particular instructor because they do not keep the studio hot enough for an enjoyable class.  It is hot enough to sweat a lot, but you also cool quickly, and she is prone to opening the doors to let out heat very often for long periods of time which just causes chills.

My worry is that I will catch a cold just from being sweaty and hot and being chilled too quickly.

This can’t actually be healthy.

I don’t agree it would be.

I should perhaps talk to someone.

I wish I wasn’t so afraid.

Every weekend I look forward to the work-week less.

And I swear this has more to do than with the fact that I recently acquired a significant other.   Yes, I have a boyfriend, one whom I only see on weekends thus making 3 day weekends the most pleasurable existence known to man, and a normal weekend suck crabs, and not the good kind.

But every week at work is just more and more headaches.

Three weeks ago my work was threatening to fire me behind my back because I was producing “more errors than normal” in the land of order entry.  Ignore the fact that I do so much more for the company that not a whole lot of people can do with as much efficiency.  And there are things for some reason absolutely no one else has ever been asked to figure out how to do.

Then my job performance improved, and I became more bored at work.  I now spend minutes a day day-dreaming and sitting there at my desk staring off into space and not moving.  I’m sure it looks like I’m doing something productive but I’m really not.

I also take somewhat frequent bathroom breaks, while needed, I also do yoga poses in the bathroom before doing my business.  This has nothing to do with my love of yoga, but merely just an effort to spend less time at my desk.

And tomorrow myself and two of my coworkers are having a customer service meeting to discuss the “efficiency of the department” which I’m sure will be nothing but a complaining fest about how we’re not as efficient as they want us.  Because lord knows… not a whole lot.  But I already have faced first hand the idea that oh my god, the world is going to end if you make one bloody error on an order.

Phil called me his Soux Chef for last night's Mexican party. Apparently all it takes to be a soux chef is to do what you're told and not b****, which I am generally quite good at. Too bad I kept wandering off. Hahaha. It was fun. Although I think next time I am bringing my own knife. Not that I'm a knife snob. At least my knife-snobbishness is nowhere near the level of camera-snobbishness I possess. Heh.

Although I'm happy I will soon be gifting the empty household with a futon that was supposed to go to an ungrateful cow who never picked it up and somehow blamed it on me that they didn't think to call before showing up at my doorstep at the crack of dawn on a day I wasn't home.

Lunch time's over!

I’m ever so slowly getting back into going to yoga.  They revamped the studio which was nice but it caused for a lot of sneezing on my part, and I believe a part of it may be due to the recent construction.

But the one thing that drove me absolutely bonkers was the fact that it was a new instructor.  I don’t mind new instructors, and I don’t mean new as in fresh out of yoga instructor school.  I just meant someone I haven’t dealt with before.

And if anyone didn’t know, I attend Moksha yoga, which is a form of Hot yoga.  In a heated room.  Therefore while yes it was warm outside and it was exceptionally warm inside, there was really no reason to be leaving the door open for minutes upon minutes at a time.

I swear, I caught a cold in a hot yoga class.  I sneezed very loudly twice, and felt chills for much of the class.

I still haven’t been able to get back into a regular schedule, it’s hard to considering I no longer have time to on weekends and that was a big player in my going to yoga on a regular basis.

I saw the chart for the 30 day challenge, and I wanted to say “Sign me up!” But in the past 7 days since it’s started, I’ve gone once, and that would just be an embarrassment.   Maybe the next one, when I am confident again in my yoga going abilities.