Day 51 Muscles Need Fuel

If you’d have told me in January that I’d be tackling a 60-Day Bikram Yoga Challenge as soon as we got back from Maui, I’d have snorted rum through my nose. I knew I’d be getting back into it, and I’d even tossed around the idea of a 30-Day Challenge, but 60?

And now I’m almost there. YAY ME!!!

Of course, this past weekend, I almost threw in the towel, so I better not get too cocky just yet.

It’s reassuring to have a strong day, especially after a few rough ones, and now I’ve had two strong days in a row. I did all my postures yesterday and today, even Camel, the deepest backward bend. My problem areas right now are my lower back and my right knee, who knows why. I haven’t hurt them, that I remember. Parts just seize up for no apparent reason, it seems, once you’re in your (ahem, late) forties. My hamstrings, of course, are still very tight, but they loosen up quickly in class. Will they ever stay more flexible? I doubt it. I spend too much time at my desk for that.

I find I’m less concerned about my weight – which still hasn’t changed much – and more focused on function and form. My back-fat and meat-flaps are still there, but they seem longer, distributed over visible muscles. I’m definitely leaner, according to the fit of my jeans, and lean and strong is good. Let’s face it: if I really want to lose weight, I have to eat less and I just don’t want it that badly.

If anything, I’m eating even more. I recall going through this earlier in the challenge. If I wasn’t in my (ahem, late) forties, I’d suspect PMS but that excuse is no longer reliable. I’m ravenous, especially at night. The other night, I got up three times between midnight and 6 am, because my stomach was hurting, I was so hungry. (Some yogurt first. An hour later, a half a banana. Two hours after that, a glass of milk, a fig bar and the rest of the banana.) Probably I wouldn’t have noticed if I’d been asleep, but that’s another joy of the peri-menopause stage: insomnia.

Anyway, I put those restless nights to good use, thinking about what I want to eat the next day. So, I’ve got a luscious lasagna bubbling in the oven right now, home-made with fresh pasta sheets, extra-lean ground beef, diced Italian plum tomatoes, ricotta, loads of spinach, and a mixture of Italian cheeses. Also, a loaf of two-cheese sourdough to go with it. Oh, and a strawberry-rhubarb pie for dessert.

Don’t judge me. I told you. I’m hungry.