Fat and Thirty?!

I turn 30 this summer. I'm always happy to celebrate another year on this earth. It means I've spent more time with my husband and my family and my friends. I've seen more and experienced more and learned more after each year of life. I love having birthdays.

I just don't want to be fat and thirty. I'm carrying an extra 20 pounds of softness on my body right now. I want to firm it up. My goal is to attend as many Bikram yoga classes between now and my birthday as possible. My husband is an amazing yoga-man, and he's challenging me and encouraging me.

I need encouragement because I cannot touch my toes without bending my knees, and it's hard for me to quiet my mind in yoga too- I'm always thinking about other stuff! And, I feel like an obese uncoordinated goon at times during the 1.5 hour class that is in the heated studio. Yes, it's hot, and I don't like to be hot. However, I know that all the reasons why yoga is hard for me are the same reasons I need to go. I'm going. Right now...