
For the love of all that’s holy you’re probably getting enough protein. Coffee already does enough on its own. If you have three hours to meditate before your day starts you need to get a life.
Somewhere between self care and the optimization crunch we lost the plot.
Not only do I need to track my REM sleep cycle and monitor my MACROS, it’s also critical that I build a bigger ass. Or do I need a smaller one? I’m not sure anymore…
This optimization mindset infects everything. I can’t even go to yoga without there being a weird component of competition there. We’re doing a 30-day yoga challenge for the month of February. I’m not great at math but I’m pretty sure that means multiple hot yoga classes per day in order to win! HOW ZEN!
Mid class we drop to our mats for tabata style crunches.
Everything is pushed to the limit, forget balance or flow. And fine, yes, I signed up for this. I enjoy it even. I love a good burn.
But…
When did yoga become the next ultra endurance sport?
Why are we drinking so many electrolytes?
And why is there a woman doing burpees in the studio between classes?
I remember the first time I got the runners high. I felt amazing. But I didn’t think, “wow I can’t wait to run so much that this sucks.” But for some reason…
Every micro culture does it eventually
I got pulled in, I guess. I wasn’t chasing the high. I just felt like maybe everyone understood something I didn’t. Maybe I was doing it wrong? Everyone kept telling me I had to run a race. My boyfriend told me I needed to run a half. If I could run a half I could finish a whole. The real fun doesn’t start until you do ultras. (And then I kept waiting. For it to get fun.)
This post wasn’t supposed to be about running. Or yoga. I like yoga. I just don’t like competing. Or cargo cults.
Sometimes things are good the way they are. Because they bring you joy. Because you understand something they don’t.
Coffee doesn’t need any help.
You’re not going to optimize your morning routine so much that you finish the job. You will keep going until you lose the plot.
