It's the Friday of a really stressful week, which is due to the type of work that I had to do this week, but also probably made more stressful because I actually have had to face the issues head-on, rather than do what I usually do: zone out with a dessert and forget about it all. I worked out, did yoga, and meditated this week, though, without any real planning. I think my body craved it to help with the pressure I feel on my heart. I don't have heart problems, per se, but I have a profound aching in my chest and back that I can usually ignore (read: suffocate) but this week, I had to deal with. So the yoga worked. The meditation tonight made me even more aware, though, because we focused on breath work that involved scanning our bodies, and I couldn't get my thoughts off of my chest and back.. So they, subsequently, were even more pronounced. I'm pretty new to meditation so this is probably deeply related to my chakras, which I'll get into much later in this blog...
Anyhoo.
I have definitely realized just how reliant I am on routine. Every day this week, in the middle of the day, I left my office for a coffee. A coffee that I should probably not buy because I should probably limit my caffeine intake. So every day this week, 3pm rolls around and I'm on my way to the cafe, all the while thinking these thoughts, but justifying my behavior by telling myself that I need at least ONE thing I enjoy every day. JUST ONE. And this is it. This probably isn't the only thing, but that's what I tell myself.
