Six days ago, I finished my first yoga session. It went very well and I was feeling fantastic. The hour of stretching, breathing and pushing myself to some limits really energized me. When I stepped on the scale that morning, I was at my lowest level in months. I was on fire.

Roll forward six days and Say What? Weight is up, exercise has been down, sleeping has been bad? What the heck happened? Who or what can I blame? My dog? The Mailman? The weather? Perhaps the rotation of the earth?

For a few minutes, at least, I was blaming everyone and everything but myself. I knew it as I overate this weekend. As I chose to be sedentary instead of being active. Not going to bed when I was tired. Not drinking enough water. What certainly doesn’t help, is the cold rainy weather of the last several days which is also projected for the next couple.

How do I turn this around? Perhaps I should take a clue from the band Chumbawamba, “I fall down and then I get up again!”

I am trying to be mindful of this moment. To breath, deep, relaxing, and rejuvenating breaths. Amazingly, it is working. Instead of rushing off this morning, I took the dog for a walk. I have already scheduled later this afternoon for my workout. My breakfast was healthy. And as I look out the window, the sun is shining.  Ok, the sun isn’t shining, but, I feel back in action and ready to go.

I would like to be “up” all the time, but, I realize that this may not always happen. The real key is recognizing when this happens, experience the pain, then take those deep breaths and get back up again! Thanks Chumbawamba!