Diana Schnuth
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Yoga Makes Me Feel Good

After reading sheryls' journal, where she points to this article about weight-loss that you really should read, I decided that I needed to start back up on a regular regimen of physical activity. (So, what else is new?) I ended up doing my Yoga for Dummies Workout DVD... and man, that feels good. My arms and legs are kind of wobbly—a little tired from holding up my still-oversized frame in unusual positions—but it's that good kind of stretchy I-just-worked-out feeling.

Speaking of feeling good about things: holy crap, can you believe the weather?! Sure, it's overcast, kinda, but I don't think it got about 70° today. Feels like October in August—not that I'm complaining. Awesome, awesome weather. I went out to get some Arby's for lunch today and didn't want to go back inside.

My brain wandered onto this thought today at work: Am I narcissistic? I don't think so, but I have a strange predilection for poring over photographs and reflections of myself. Sometimes I think I look pretty good, and other times my gorge rises at how large my double-chin once was or how big my thighs still are. It all depends on my mood, I think. Either way, I don't think I'm obsessed with my looks—not by a long shot. I just find it weird that my own reflection can keep me captivated like a first-grader for minutes at a time.

Now I'm off to rate more stuff on Amazon, so that it'll give me better stupid ads and recommendations. :-)

sheryls says...

"Am I narcissistic? I don't think so, but I have a strange predilection for poring over photographs and reflections of myself. Sometimes I think I look pretty good, and other times my gorge rises at how large my double-chin once was or how big my thighs still are."

well. i'm the same way, and i'm an admitted narcissist. i'm not calling you one, but i call me one :D i can't resist pictures of myself. i love to scrutinize ever little last detail. ew, my eyebrows were too thick. ooh, my eyes look nice there. i look really fat there. i look really skinny there. thus my fatline (partly planned, and partly inspired by you to finish it ;) esp. now that i'm on such a weightloss kick, and i was moving, and therefore going through boxes of crap, finding pictures of myself from like, 3 or 4 years ago and going "john! omg! look how fat i was."