My newest addiction...

So Lauren, Bo's cohost, introduced me to the most wonderful stress reliever that I have found in a long time. HOT YOGA! Ever heard of it? All it is is yoga, yes yoga, but in 90-95 degree heat. A yoga room is heated with heaters and everyone just does yoga. According to many articles that I have read recently there is a possibility to burn anywhere from 400-900 calories in a hour. Some have mentioned that they have dropped anywhere from 10+ pounds in less than two weeks. The theory behind it is that when you add heat to your workout it literally will "melt" the fat out from around your cells! It also with the heat adds to the ability to encourage flexibility. many say that with the sweating that you are releasing toxins when you sweat, some even say that it is like getting rid of smog in the air. Some are skeptical but yoga goers are high believers! It is also something that is an all in one. You get your yoga and cardio in one shot. So I am very interested and have participated in about 4 sessions. I just wish that it would work with my schedule each day and I could do it each day. I am doing it as much as I can in hopes that I see results!

You wouldn't believe it...

This week has been quite rough for Bo and I. We both have experienced death in our families, but when you experience it when you are married is a different feel. On Sunday we got a call that Bo's grandfather had passed away. He had been placed on oxygen over the last month or so for a 24/7 basis and then his health just went downhill from there. So we decided to travel up there leaving Thurs and returning on Sunday. I took the days off work and everything was in place we thought. We sat down to make sure that airplane tickets/seats were good Tuesday night. To our surprise the company had overbooked the flight. I wasn't able to go now since there was no other flight that would work with my schedule. The good thing was that Bo was able to get a flight out on Thursday and I was able to get my days back from school.

Then Thursday morning as Bo was literally flying out around 10:15 I got the call that my grandfather had passed away. He has been in a nursing facility for about 8 months-yr possibly and was 93 years old. Oh the fun stories I have heard from the last century. So we knew that the time was near and that death was imminent, but it is still hard to face.

Here is the wow moment and the amazing God that we live for: He knew that my Papa was going to die and that is why he didn't let me on that flight. Can you imagine if I had flown all the way to NY and then got the news? God never ceases to amaze me! I know that my Papa is loving on my Mama and that they are rocking and doing their beloved word finds :) I hope that Papa is running around on those brand new legs that have been restored.

So needless to say this has been hard. Being single and going through death is one thing, but having a spouse changes it. I needed him at that moment that I got news, and he was in the same situation as me. We both needed each other from afar. So we have been comforting each other from opposite sides of the Mason Dixon Line and I can't wait until he comes back.

Papa I love you and will miss you! I know that you have a clear head right now and that nasty Dementia demon is forever gone! Have fun in heaven!