Well, I skipped yoga Friday night. Every time I stood up to get my things together, I’d start crying. Then I decided I’d go this morning to the 7:30 and 9:30am classes to make up for it. Instead I slept right through my alarm. Plans (that are now falling through) kept me from going to the 4pm class today.
I don’t know what’s wrong. I’m crying, I’m cocooning, and I feel guilty and terrible. And I know that I’m the only one I’m letting down, but it feels so much bigger than that. I just. Feel. Awful.
My only options to finish my Mini-Challenge are to do yoga in my apartment, which might actually work since it’s been in the high 90s here this week. It’s been 98 in my apartment (excluding my air-conditioned bedroom).
Like the title says: Blerg.