Another Yoga Lesson

... this time from G.

At work, the top trainer (who is 25 years old and about 5% body fat) decided to test the body fat of all the trainers. I said no. He said, "Jl we all need to be held accountable, right?"
I agreed to do it.

I am horrified. I bawled right then and there. I cannot believe I am BY FAR the oldest fatest trainer. I know this may seem lame to all of you... but I have battled my weight for the last 10 years and I was starting to feel really good about it... then this. Not only do I feel like sh*t, but now everyone knows and is questioning how often I work out... seriously.

I came home that night from work, and cried. G said to me "JL, you know what I always loved about you doing yoga? It is about accepting you as you are, prioritizing the right goals, being content, happy."

Geez, G does not even practice yoga, never has, and he can teach me basic yoga lessons. G always brings me back to reality. The numbers do not matter. I know that.
Just needed G and yoga to remind me.