it wasn't me, it was my fat.

today at yoga i was feeling really good. i had eaten really healthy food all day, got a really good night's sleep last night (ahem 14 hours to be exact) and was in a perfect state to be working out. i was sweating a lot and moving effortlessly into the poses and balancing better than usual. and then we went from warrior one into warrior two into reverse warrior. and i starting pushing deeper into the stretch. and it felt fine. and then the teacher came around and started moving and twisting my body and trying to push me even deeper like she usually does. but i couldn't go any deeper because my love handles were in the way. my fat love handles were keeping me from perfect reverse warrior! how/when did this happen? when i got to prague and started eating sausages and and cheese and drinking beer all the time. but wait, i actually haven't done that in weeks. i haven't even gone out in prague in weeks because i would rather eat food and chocolate than try and fit into my citizens. when did THAT happen? when i stopped caring about what other people thought of me and started wearing sweatpants to class. don't get me wrong, i am not actually a cow. i do still fit into all my clothes. but i can tell i have put on weight and as much as i want to be skinny i don't actually care that much because i would always rather eat new foods and drink new wines, and if that means i have to go to the gym a lot and not go out and binge drink every night then FINE! i guess i have my priorities straight. at least for now...