I love that movie. Meg Ryan is an alcoholic. Her hot husband co-depends like no other and everything gets all messed up. After a trip to Mexico, a condescending comment about stirring coffee with a little spoon, and a stay at a 5-star rehab clinic, things start looking up. Love a good drama. Besides the fact I have always wanted Meg's hair, I have addictive qualities too (future post) so I mean no offense. I'm just saying, it's broad daylight and I haven't been looking for a nip in the garbage can. Sometimes a girl just needs to sleep. Nothing like a good nap.
Bikram says real rest or complete relaxation is like our gas station. It fills us up, making us ready for what's next. I like that. I always feel guilty when I take a nap. Above, it's Saturday. I ran 5.3 miles in 90 wet degrees and did 10 backbends. I worked for one hour and cleaned up the aftermath of my daughter's sleepover. Then I drove to softball practice to retrieve my little All-stars. I came home and made lunch for 2 of them. Then I passed out with my brown bitch and not because I'm Meg Ryan. I am a wimp. I couldn't take the heat so I passed out in the kitchen.
As a Bikram student, I was hopeful my nap would rev me up - get me ready for what was next. Here it is...
It didn't work.
Going for the Pinot Grigio now. Wouldn't you if you woke up to that?