Man it's hard to find the time isn't it.
Another weekend whizzes past and along with it my visions of a beauuuuuuuuutiful yoga practise in my sunny garden.
It dawned on me today as I whizzed around Tesco...if I don't schedule something, it doesn't happen. I mark on the calendar: birthdays, kids play-dates, weddings, buy school uniform for boys, etc, etc, blah, blah, blah. But if I don't set aside time to do something just for me; if I don't say no to 20 other things, then I miss out on something that fills me with delight and makes my body feel fantastic.
Our lives are made up of days. Our days are full of things we need to do, and a few things we choose to do. If we aren't mindful our days are swallowed up by things that don't enhance our life.
The tricky bit is working out what you can let slide. In my humble experience that can't be done last minute. I know how good I feel when I practise yoga. The feelings of calm, peace and strength stay with me long after I have rolled up my yoga mat. So I am timetabling some yoga...7.30pm here we come!