Kate Potter is Narrating My Life

For those of you with FitTV, I can wholeheartedly recommend Kate Potter’s Namaste Yoga. They are easily digestible bits of good breathing and stretching, and occasionally some wide-eyed, incredulous staring at the TV while three beautiful women with perfect bodies bend in ways my mind and/or body has yet to accept is possible. I mean, given the current state of my belly, achieving the perfectly flat back as I touch my forehead to my knees just isn’t going to happen. But I’m reminded to stop judging myself. It’s a great series, really, the half hour goes by fast, the warm up and cool down are both doable, and she’s ok with you “returning to center” whatever that is, to wait out the stuff you can’t do yet.

Trouble is, now after I do a session, and try to go on about my life, I keep hearing Kate Potter's voiceover….

Now let us get the broom, and sweep this floor, which is a mess. That’s it. Remember to breathe as you collect the cat hair and bits of food with the dustpan and brush. Drop the collected debris in the garbage, and now return the broom to center.

We will now empty the drain board. Let’s put this pot away. Turn to the cupboard, and on the exhale, we’ll put this pot under the stove. That’s right. Good.

Removing the colander, note that there is pasta dried on it from last night’s macaroni and cheese. Without judgment, return it to the sink and move on.

The coffee machine has beeped. Reach up and get the mug with the two cats on it that says “cancer sucks”. Prepare to get the milk.

And so on. At first I thought it would make me crazy, but folks, it actually lends a level of importance to everything I do. Try it. I’m not kidding.

Just remember to breathe.

Namaste,
Jenny