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The Adventures of January featuring geriatric Pilates, finding a shakra and the copious amounts of Gin.

ok, so new year came around and I was at a loss for a resolution; exercise, don’t drink, read more...there was - and still is - far too much work i need to within myself to stick to any of these typical resolutions, so i decided to try something new, this year would consist of new experiences...i am a creature of habit, and at 24 years old, that makes me slightly boring and i notice myself developing similar personality traits that you would find in a crotchety old man. 

These new experiences can be anything from reading a book from a different genre i wouldn’t usually do, take up a hobby i would usually pass up or go on vacation somewhere new...nothing is too big, or too little.

So January 1st came around and i was in the same position as many, lying on the floor next to the toilet waiting for the Gin to drain from my system and the hangover to creep in. I sat wondering three things:

1) i hope i still have all the contents of my handbag from last night.

2) where the hell did i put my bra

3) what will be my first new experience

now January first is no time to start on a resolution, unless you are of course a sensible person who stopped drinking at a reasonable hour, but of course, i am many things, sensible is not one of them. 

Hungover and crouched under a duvet cuddling up to my friends as we watched ‘impractical jokers’ i remembered seeing their show was coming to glasgow, so i decided my first ‘New Experience’ would be to go to a concert/show by myself. I went online a few days later, bought a ticket and went and saw them mid January. Fantastic and funny show, made better by knowledge that i was an independent woman, challenging herself, at least that was what i kept telling myself. In reality i kept pretending i was supposed to be meeting somebody and checking my phone for a message from my non existent friend. But it was all new to me...so...DONE.

Then i decided to try some new exercise classes. I found a group of people who do Pilates out of the church hall close to where i live, so i decided to go along, so far i am loving it. But i am now only realising that the group is actually for geriatric men and women, they didn’t say anything when i joined. But two weeks ago i actually looked at the group of women and men, all geriatric and then i looked at the sign in sheet and it was confirmed, but hell, i much prefer them to going to a zumba class with some woman in her mid thirties who claims that ‘zumba saved her life and made her a new woman’ jumping all over the place like a Yorkshire terrier with adhd to a remix of a song that has already been remixed. Nah, i’ll stick with geriatric pilates, i told you, i am like an old man.

I then decided to join a yoga class. Another new experience and something i’ve always wanted to do. So i found a yoga class and went along, my first session was great, i am way more flexible than i thought i was, which was surprising. However at the end we had a calming down time, it has an actual name but fuck if i know it. in this ‘calming down time’ we had to focus on our shakra’s, so then i got to thinking, what on earth is a shakra? where is it located? is it the soul? or part of the soul? i couldn’t just go on my phone and google it as the teacher was there in front of me, so i kept pondering as to what this was, however during this time we were to empty our minds and focus on our shakra’s...in all honesty i felt a bit stressed, but that was just my overactive idiotic mind trying to find sense out of it. But all in all, i loved it, i felt like i had had a great workout and a relaxing meditation session all in one. 

So there was three new things to add into January’s column of new discoveries/experiences. I already feel like a new person and its only January...i’m just kidding, i’m not one of those arseholes who claim they’re a ‘whole new person’ simply by taking up a new exercise and reading a chapter of a self help book. But i do feel a bit different, like a shitty old car whose had new wheels or something like that. Lets see what comes next.

Thanks for reading.