Although I prefer ice cream, somehow my freezer is always full of popsicles. Mostly because vegan ice cream isn’t the cheapest thing to buy at the grocery store. But when I crave something cold and sweet, having a tray of homemade popsicles saves me a trip to the grocery store and money.
My simple recipe for popsicles: fresh fruit, a bit of juice and that’s it! The key is to mix and match. The one in the photo is sliced strawberries and mango juice. Super delicious!
Let me know what combinations you come up with.
I remember going to my first hot yoga class a few years ago. A close friend just became a certified teacher and invited me to try a class at her studio. I had done yoga before, it was cool and relaxing… a nice way to stretch everything out. But yoga in a heated room? I totally had to psych myself up for it because the thought of how hot it would be was enough to make me pass out. A few days before the class I researched as much as I could so I wouldn’t come off as a total noob in the class. That being said, I really didn’t have anything to worry about. In the class, it was a super supportive environment and the teacher was extremely awesome at pointing out modifications that could be done just in case you had some difficulty. As for the heat, it really was hot. There’s no mistaking the fact that I started sweating as soon as I set my mat down. But after I finished the class, it felt great knowing that I made it to the end and didn’t give up. I shortly after signed up for a membership.
Hot yoga was the first of my physical challenges I put myself through. I began the journey wanting to be cool and flexible (HA!). But the more classes I attended, the more I realised that I was there to see how I could go a bit further/deeper than before. I came to love the heat… in fact, I craved it.
I’ve always been an outsider. An observer, looking in. Partly because I had a really independent childhood, partly because I’m an introvert, partly because of a lot of reasons. I live in my own world, everyone is just a guest in it.
What is this leading up to? Well, because I’m admittedly self-absorbed, I have this notion that my life is very dull… average. Grey and beige. Greige.
It’s hard to see myself as cool and interesting. Moreover, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want it to be that way. Despite thinking that every life is special and unique, I have trouble seeing that with my own life.
To remedy the situation, I thought a blog of my thoughts and feelings would help. I can live my life yet also at some point in time, to step back and reflect on a tangible collection of special moments/thoughts/feelings. I could observe that the life I lived and live, is special and unique.
So here I am, trying to find the beauty in being greige…