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30-Day Yoga Challenge | Day 8

I did not feel like doing yoga or blogging yesterday, so I didn’t. Instead, I stayed up all night researching dog breeds and places to get puppies in New York City. I haven’t made any calls yet but I’m pretty sure I’m going to become a dog mom before the end of the year to a havanese or a havanese and poodle mix. They seem to have the temperament I’m looking for, a good lifespan, and they’re just so cute! I love their fluffy little faces. Moment of honesty: I am going to checkout adoption as a first option but I’m not above buying a pup. Yes, I know. Bad, Shanté. But… I found two places that look legit and seem to be very invested in their dogs’ health and maintaining high standards for the breeders they work with. Nothing is set in stone so we’ll see. I think I’m going to visit an adoption place over the weekend to learn more about the process.

Oh, I did yoga in the morning (before work!) for the first time today. That’s a goal I’ve been trying to hit since I started the challenge.

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30-Day Yoga Challenge | Day 6

Hmm… Nothing to write, really. It was a good day. Oh! I started watching “The Sex Lives of College Girls” on HBO and me like. It’s pretty good; the girls are funny, authentic, and it seems like the type of show that’s good (and genuine) at diversity. I’m currently on episode four and, so far, Bella is my fave. She’s so annoying and super horny but I like that she gives zero fucks and is always herself. My second fave is Willow. Also, Whitney and that coach are reckless as fuck!

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30-Day Yoga Challenge | Day 4

I almost forgot to post, y’all! I finished today’s challenge an hour or two ago and would’ve been annoyed if I messed up my posting streak. It’s silly but I like receiving that streak notification. Anyways, today I realized that how I start my morning heavily shapes my day. My mind felt so all over the place today that I had to put effort into focusing. Monday to Wednesday, though? Ya girl was locked in and busting through assignments. The difference between those days and today is that I started them off in silence. Instead of turning on a podcast or streaming a show, I just… washed my face, brushed my teeth, and got to work (or commute). It was so relaxing; I want that feeling everyday.

Oh, yoga was great, by the way. Later!

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30-Day Yoga Challenge | Weekly Check-in

I’m challenging myself to be consistent and practice yoga all throughout 2022. Ya with me? It would be overkill to post about it every day like I did in January, so I’m checking in every Sunday to let you know how I’m doing. Currently, my only goals are to have fun and be consistent. I’m not going to hold myself too accountable to 30 days but I’d be lying if I said I weren’t aiming for that. We’ll see. I’m just going to take this one day at a time. Also, I got a little crafty and created several graphics to accompany the posts — juu liiike it? The illustration is based off of lerarelart’s on 123rf.com.


I intended to kick this month off right (whatever that means) by practicing yoga every day, however, life had other plans. Instead, I practiced on Feb. 1 and wasted a ton of time binge-watching shows that I can’t recall now. I did manage to squeeze in some reading between all of that binging, so that’s a plus. I think I need to put myself on some type of schedule because I really don’t want to waste the extra time that I have now that I’m working part-time.

I recently told my dad that, in the midst of adjusting to the new schedule, I found myself feeling guilty about having so much free time. I’m so used to working every single day that I feel out of place now that I have time to take care of myself and pursue my desires. I’m a little caught off guard by this feeling because I didn’t experience it to this degree when I quick my job in August and was funemployed for four months. I guess that was different because I told myself that it was a break. Maybe I need to have a conversation with myself about how I want to approach this new work style. I’ll keep you posted.