A day in the life

…The play by play of a small business owner and mom during a pandemic.  

5:40am  Wake up to pee.  

5:42am  Daughter climbs into bed, pretend to fall asleep.  Doesn’t work.  

6:00am Get out of bed

6:20am  Husband takes daughter on a run.  Praise God for a moment of peace to read and drink a coffee… take out the trash, make breakfast for me, make lunch for my daughter

7:30am  Leave the house to teach class

8:00-9:00am Teach yoga class over zoom.  

9:00-9:15am  Talk to the hair salon downstairs about whether it makes sense to keep renting from our landlord or not.  The uncertainty is real.  She shares with me that while their lease is up in a month, in order to stay they can get 2 months of rent waived if they sign a 3 year lease.  

Fucking bullshit

9:15-10:00am Take a yoga class with Wanji from Africa Yoga Project.  We held a 10 minute frog. The theme was freedom.  We are all free.. the prison doors are open, and yet we stay in our cell.  

I commit to getting out of the prison I put myself in.  Nobody, not even this pandemic, has taken away my freedom.  

10:00-11:00am Check emails, handle shipping products, coordinating product pick ups, talk to clients and handle personal items.   

11:00am Chug a smoothie while simultaneously complaining and crying to my husband for 10 minutes about how frustrating it is to love what you do so much, see the value in it for others, put so much effort into figuring out how to deliver and then hope that a few people show up.  

Proceed to then eat 2 homemade chocolate chip cookies.  

Clearly, I forgot the freedom and prison story from class.  

12-1pm Teach yoga over zoom.  Connect with 10 amazing women over a computer and hopefully get them more connected to reality, their power, how capable and strong they are.  

When was the last time I peed?  I’m definitely not drinking 18 glasses of water each day for the Sweat. Share. Serve Challenge.  Actually, I failed the challenge all together.  Shit.  I can try again tomorrow.  

1:00-2:00pm Record videos for on demand classes

2:10-3:00pm Teach to San Marcos High School Water Polo Team and my buddy and coach, Chuckie Roth.  

Go home, and am so excited to sit on the couch and realize I am recording my first podcast tomorrow and still need to do some research.  So I don’t watch all the Netflix shows people tell me about.  I wonder for a moment, Why do I even have a television?  

4:00pm Pick up Reese, go to the beach with my friends… swim 1k, run 5k, eat pizza, drink a beer and enjoy heart-felt conversations.  

7:15-8:15pm Bathtime, bedtime

8:15-10:00pm Update the website, draft an email, write this blog post.  

Did you need the play-by-play… probably not.  But here’s the thing…

What I noticed when writing this is that throughout the day, my mood and energy were all over the place.  

My body was tired from so much yoga practice.  I’ve been enjoying practicing with my classes and think I’m teaching better, having more fun, and enjoying the livestream zoom classes as a result.  

I was in tears with my husband in the morning, then teaching lit me up and shifted me out of despair.  

When we drove to the beach, I realized that I get scared to continually try to be of impact, make invitations, get rejected and be fully seen.  I feel like I’m starting a business all over again.  Nobody sees this part…the let downs, the grit, the small miracles, the breakdown and the patience required to keep persevering.  

The prison doors are open… and I continually choose to go back in.  

I was wiped out to swim, but I did it anyway because I was with my friends.  My friend Jamie said, “I always feel better after we get in the water.”  He was right.   Being in community, held accountable and moving no matter what is always healing for me.  By now, I should know better.  

What do you know that you need more now than ever?  What do you need to shift yourself out of despair and into possibility and inspiration?  We are not getting back to normal…it’s time to set ourselves free from the confines of this pandemic and do what is needed to create freedom.  

We are free.  The prison doors are open.  Walk out of the prison of your mind and into freedom.  Don’t go back in.  And if you do, be wise enough to catch yourself.  Call yourself out and surround yourself with people who are always going to pull you out too.  We’re here for you.