Once again back to dust off some cobwebs before April comes to a close.
Before that, I took a quick look at my own blog and noted that my last entry was dated 3 March 2018 …… which makes it more than a month since the last one.
I guess like what conventional wisdom dictates, the lesser one does/practices something, it no longer becomes a habit. Similarly, it also takes 21 days (and more) to properly establish a new and sustainable habit. As much as the writing/blogging is getting more sporadic, I would think it’s still nice to come back to this space every now & then to serve as a outlet for my thoughts / what I want to get off my mind.
2 months on, not only the toxicity as stated here did not go away, but it has only gotten worse/intensified – both at a management level and around me (complaining aplenty followed by passive aggressive behaviour – find this really inconsiderate as it just makes the office even more unpleasant for everyone else, myself included).
It has gotten so bad to the point that I started to experience tightness and achiness in my upper back (together with some neck tension every now & then) …… whilst not majorly painful, still caused inconvenience and restlessness/lack of energy all over with spillover effects on my work and on my yoga practice. Based on what I have googled online, the shoulder / upper back tension is most likely due to all the accumulated tension and stress and unhappiness from my work environment – and this is something that I will have to actively change and tackle at the roots as avoiding stepping into the office is NOT a long-term solution to my woes if something fundamental DOES NOT CHANGE.
And I also came to realise that the moment I start to stress about something (be it something undone, being distracted by something unnecessary, worrying about something etc.) …… I end up NOT sleeping well, and as a result waking up to tight shoulders (happening quite recently as well) …… which in turn spoils my momentum for the day. And that was what exactly happened yesterday. Started to have a bit of tension headache after dinner on Friday evening and unable to get to bed early. And so decided that I would cancel my mat for Saturday Morning Hatha at 1030 Hrs (as the trip to Guillemard studio will require me to leave the house a little after 9). And true enough, not only did I not get quality sleep, I woke up with some slight ache in my shoulders once again which kinda spoilt my mood for the entire Saturday (what a waste of the weekend to catch up on various stuff).
Thank god after some drama marathoning, managed to sleep much better on Saturday evening, and with a good 8 hours clocked in, woke up with no achnes and in a more raring to go mood …… and a yoga class was possible (after having not done any this week due to a myriad of distractions). Decided on 1230 Hrs Hatha at Yoga Inc Tiong Bahru as it was nearer (as compared to Guillemard), only to reach exactly at 1230 Hrs due to the slow MRT journey, sigh. Immediately felt better energy post Hatha (the sequencing did feel a lot like a Power class though as it was a lot more sweaty and intense than C’s Hatha class style).
Was glad that I not only stepped out of my comfort zone to try out a different teacher, but also kept to my intention to actually try out a new teacher to shake up my practice – which is one small goal that I had for this week. The hot weather + rushing to class + sweaty class itself made for a good excuse to have Creamier ice-cream post class – the only thing on my mind from half-way to end of class 🙂
(Note: tried their Earl Grey Lavender flavour this time round as I preferred something lighter due to the hot weather)
As I navigate through my work woes, 2 things I should definitely do more of at this point – Eat More Ice Cream & Do More Yoga Classes (provided various distractions do not hold me back from going for more classes) as they give the good vibes that I needed, and allow me to experience happiness in small forms.
As I end this entry, I realised that I had intended to blog on something else, only to end up rambling and deviating from my intended subject proper. This is what being rusty/having the writer’s block does to you.