I work really hard at this during my Pilates class because a) mindfulness is a major tenet of practicing Pilates, b) it's such a luxury for me to even be able to sneak away at 6pm on a Wednesday evening, c) Good Lord, if I can manage to find forty-five minutes here then why is our storage area such a mess, and d) this is so expensive, I should really be doing better at staying present.
|It's easy to stay present when you've got Tinkerbell on your lap.|
Last night was no exception. As I planked and propped and curled, here was my thought process:
-It's so hot, is it going to rain tonight? I hope I remember to close the windows in three hours.
-Checkup for me. Someone's gonna need to watch the girls. Could the girls come with me? Eh.
-I hope the reviews for the show are good. I hope the reviews for the show are good. I hope-
-Conference Sunday. Meeting Thursday. All I own are sweatpants.
-I would give my right arm to watch a marathon of Psych.
-What if my play gets skewered? I will have to gouge out my eyes.
-Nora's cough sounds gross. I'll give it another day.
-I hate social media promotion. I just won't do it anymore. Awesome!
-Nine posts due within two weeks. No, sure. That's totally fine.
-I would give my right arm for some nachos.
-I am so tired and my arms huuuurt.
-P.J. starts rehearsals soon. I have zero idea what nights those are. I am the worst.
-If the show gets rotten reviews, I will leave town and set my car on fire.
And so on. A totally awesome and completely present workout. (And I'm embarrassed to admit, it's a mammoth improvement from last week's session. I didn't even think once about the girls' summer wardrobes or the piles of laundry remaining from our mid-April California trip or how much PlayDoh Susannah consumed that morning. Baby steps.)
But hey- here's one thing I can [kinda] check off the ol' To Worry About list! This review for my show. And while I'm sure they won't all be this glowing, this one will keep me cozy for some time to come.
At least it'll keep me from setting my car on fire.