I did hot yoga.
Which is improperly named.
It should be called 'volcanic' yoga,
or 'prepare to die' yoga.
"Hot" just doesn't quiet suffice.
Luckily, I didn't throw up.
And I'm going again tonight.
I went house hunting with Steven.
It was kind of fustrating --because, for the most part,
the homes in person were nothing like we anticipated from the photos online.
I watched a lot of TV.
And am not proud of that fact...
...but I did love the cuddle time with my fiancé and pup.
I went for a walk
and took this picture of Huck.
He found that stick and kept it the entire walk.
Cute. He makes me smile.
And that, my friends, is the only photo I took all weekend.
Sorry to disappoint.
Now let's hunker down and get through this Monday, shall we?
5 comments:
I love hot yoga...the first class is really tough but it honestly gets easier every time!
Haha, it's so true how "hot" just doesn't do it justice. I remember laying there in the sweltering heat, and feeling like sitting up was the hardest task in the world. I ended up with the biggest migraine of my life after I did it the first time, and I haven't been back since. Clearly I was dehydrated but I drank sooo much water earlier that day and afterwards. It just wasn't for me.
I have a golden pup who was born 9/27/11, pretty close to Hucks age from what I can tell. My pup's fur is crazy right now! It's getting all swirly and in that 'I'm not quite sure if I'm adult or a puppy' stage. I can see from the picture Huck's looks the same :) Adorable!
I have always wanted to try hot yoga. I probably would die or throw up or something in between.
Sounds like a great weekend!
Good luck house hunting :)
Aww your dog is so cute with his stick, lol!
As for "prepare to die" yoga - that definitely doesn't sound like something I would enjoy! :O
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