Day 99: Old Skoolasana.

Author: Heather Molina /

by Michelle Zimmer

I look forward to writing my monthly blog post.

I think about what I might want to write about, without actually thinking specifically about what I will be writing about...all the time.

Rather often actually. It makes me feel happy to know I have a month to ponder. But, I tell myself, first, don't start sentences with "but"... And second, this time I will not procrastinate!

"Don't wait until the last second to write!" (Just like I did in school...)

But then I do. And that works for me mostly. (Don't start a sentence with "and" Michelle.) So here I am writing (having my mom weirdly correct my grammar in my head) and having no idea what I was going to talk about... Until I started writing, and then I totally knew.

It is a stream of consciousness. (Ooh.. I spelled consciousness correctly on the first go! =) This is exactly how I prepared for Day 45 Valentimes Day as well as Day 66 Shartasana (lol!)

I have assignment habits on the brain... Earlier this week I had the privilege of starting a composter certification class at the New York Botanical Gardens.

("What! What!" I am doing a happy spring dance!)

I have not stepped foot in a classroom since 1990! (And back then I was cutting out to go on auditions - to my drama teacher's chagrin.) Only 15 students are accepted to the Master Composter Certification program a year and I am very proud that "doody" called. I will be a better student this time because I want to be there. Worms and all.

I stopped only grabbing my knee in standing head to knee this week. And only I only grab under the foot now. (Wahoo!) Yesterday I spent most of the day in an Epsom salt bath reading/ruining a Vanity Fair with baaad cramps and a Snickers bar.

I have already done a double to make up for it.

"One down! $@%*& to go!"

That's right...It seems that I haven't changed all that much since my school days. I still play hooky, resulting in my final week being all doubles .

Whhhheeeeeeeeeeee!!! ^_^

MY final class is on tax day (owing on unemployment is fun), as well as the 5 year anniversary of my dad's funeral. (Sigh.) No hiding in my bedroom this year! Nope. I think it will be cathartic to have a positive connection to the date 4/15.

I miss you so much Daddy! I hope you are proud that I got off my lazy "in denial" ass and made a change.

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Michelle lives in New York City and originally hails from the Riverdale section of the Bronx. She is passionate about the food, drink and garden industries. She used to think she might be a "vegetarian with sausage tendencies," but recently realized she is more like a "carnivore with a conscience." She considers herself an "Urban Garden Hoe," as she invests a lot of time volunteering in her neighborhood's community garden. She loves the Yankees and constantly invites people to explore the "northern" part of NYC. "You won't get a nosebleed," she promises.

2 comments:

Judith said...

I bet he is saying," It's about freakin time you got off your lazy arse." I know he is watching over you and has had his hand in this transformation. I am so proud of you and of course he is too.

Rebecca Raye said...

Congrats on being able to grab under the foot. I can do that with two hands now, but still can't lace the fingers into a grip. Oh, well .... progress ;)

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