Life as a CrazyMimi

Almost a year ago, I got up the nerve to try yoga at a local studio.  This was one of the items on my 60 before 60 list.  It was something I had always wanted to do, but never had the nerve!  I was absolutely terrified!  Yoga was something that other people did...people in big cities...chic people...YOUNG people!   But trying to get myself to a healthier place in my life, I put my sweats on, drove the 10 minutes, paid my money, and went inside on trembling legs.  Could I really do this?  What if I made a fool of myself?  What if I couldn't do it at all?  What if I'm too old, too fat, too anything? Well, I survived!  And 45 minutes into the one hour session, lying on a mat borrowed from the studio, my wonderful instructor telling us to start relaxing from the top of the head and slowly go down every inch of our body, I was struck by the most incredible revelation.... Why had I wasted 59 years of my life NOT doing yoga?  Why?  ...

I felt the need to get down on paper...ok, computer...some of my feelings about this past year.  2016 was not kind to my family.  There.  I said it.  Now, on to explain. We start each year with a clean slate.  365 clean slates to be exact.  But on January 1st of each year, we look ahead thinking "This is going to be the best year ever". We make big plans. **Case in point: December 31st, 2015. My dining room. Both of my boys, all of my grandchildren, my cousin Crystal, plus Troy and myself. I announce that I have a 60 before 60 list that I will be working on in 2016, explaining to the grandkids that I will be turning 60 in 2017.  We talk about the list, how I might be able to accomplish it, etc.  My cousin/bestie and I start planning our trip to NY City.  I had never been.   It sounds wonderful to all, and everyone was excited for me. Then Life Happened...... Let me preface this with a disclaimer.  This blog post is not ab...