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Usually, I can't take a yoga class everyday of the week. But when there isn't anything else I ought to be doing, I can fit them in easily. My mom approves. Tomorrow, I'm taking an Intro to Spinning class. I really don't want to go to my first spin class and look like an idiot, and thankfully, the Y thinks of that.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm supposed to go on a sailing trip in the Caribbean in June and I'm in a wedding in August. I really hope I can lose some weight in time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732267661118034937-7040416139790665457?l=knotsoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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I finally got her to go on Friday. She said she understands now why meetings are important. It is more than just an official scale. The ideas that the group throws out are priceless. An entire room full of people saying what works for them offers a lot more ideas than just going it alone. Plus, she'll get to count all her exercise points. It is a much better system.&lt;br /&gt;
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The best part for me though is now I have a reason to go besides just myself. I've joined so many times that I started with week two (the exercise week). Anyway, I'm way heavier than I was last time I joined so they just reset the number. So I am currently at zero. I'll try to mention how much I've lost each week. Not for you so much, but just because I feel like I ought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732267661118034937-5957402728201043435?l=knotsoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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I have a blanket that I started about three years ago that I really ought to finish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732267661118034937-5987764402226619636?l=knotsoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I applied for a job working with children in Special Education. I've done the job before. Unfortunately, there is a hiring freeze on my previous job. This might be a good thing though because it means I might go for a different, more challenging job instead. I'm not sure. These things will figure themselves out, I'm sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732267661118034937-3319304772726343368?l=knotsoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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One of my best friends in interning at this fantastic yoga studio. I wish I had way more free time to go to class regularly. As it is, I go whenever I can, which isn't that often. There is a great class at 10:30 on Saturdays but today, my boss scheduled me to work at 10. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;
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I can also go to the local YMCA on my mother's membership card. The biggest problem with those is that I find the teachers very, very hit and miss. I once sat in a class for 45 minutes while the teacher had us breath through one nostril and plug the other. It really felt like a waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;
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I even tried Bikram Yoga a few times. That got really boring really fast. The same poses every single time! I started to really miss Downward Facing Dog pose. On top of that, I can't really handle just being told what to do by an instructor who doesn't actually do the poses with the class. I did, however, really enjoy the heat.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you haven't tried yoga, I seriously recommend it. A lot of new comers get frustrated because they can't do the pose as well as some. But 1) it isn't a competition and 2) with time and practice, most people will be able to do the whole pose. Also, a good level 1 class will be full of people who are struggling along. Yoga is totally worth it. Plus the best yogis I know are my dog and cat. They make it look so easy.&lt;br /&gt;
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And just think, how many form of exercise have laying there on your back for 5 minutes as a serious part of the class?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732267661118034937-4369710920793669445?l=knotsoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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After getting fed up with this dilemma, I decided I need to invest in an over-the-door purse hanger thing. I'm not a normally organized person. I know where things are but if you saw the state of my desk in my bedroom you would understand that order does not come naturally to me. I hope I have some time today to figure it all out.&lt;br /&gt;
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I know my mom will be thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;
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As a side note, for this blog, I do hope to include way more pictures than the zero so far. My camera is currently out of commission (I really just need to buy new batteries), but I hope to fix that shortly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732267661118034937-8214585567307444253?l=knotsoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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I have someone in mind to take to a meeting of &lt;a href="http://www.oa.org/"&gt;Overeaters Anonymous&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or even &lt;a href="http://www.debtorsanonymous.org/"&gt;Debtors Anonymous&lt;/a&gt;. I really feel like he would benefit from it. The trouble is that you can't make anyone get better who isn't ready to get better. I don't know when he'll be ready. I think everyone who knows him is ready for him to be ready. How do I tell him that I'm so willing to go to every meeting with him? I want to support him. I'm just not sure that there is any part of his current actions that I currently can support...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7732267661118034937-5432437269025352440?l=knotsoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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I have to admit it's very strange. I watched the clock switch over to midnight last night and the first thing I thought about was wanting to blog. I haven't wanted to blog in ages. Last time I blogged was a totally catastrophe. Oh well. Here I am. Having another go at it.&lt;br /&gt;
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