Writing this Thursday on our drive home from Ragdale Hall, after a lovely time. Feeling soft (skin), relaxed & rejuvenated (body and mind) and achy (thighs). Ragdale is such a special place and I can't wait to go back.
Those who have watched my video, addendum, will know that I had to tell a couple to shhh 🤫 in the candle lit cave but this morning in the Thought Zone there were 3 women chatting away. Before I entered it was just them but when I went in they didn't stop. They weren't even whispering. After a while I had to remind them it was a silent room. One of them turned and said 'We're having a private conversation' - (not very private as I could clearly hear every word), then 'I should shut up then should I?' Yes, please I replied! Honestly some people are just ignorant. There are lots of places where you can talk, only a few are silent. And if I can keep schtum I'm sure everyone can. The signs don't say keep it down, be quieter or whisper only! They very obviously say Silence Please! God, I can be bolchy when I need to. I bet they called me a cow bag when I left lol. Am I bothered?
Every previous visit to Ragdale I'd promise myself when leaving that next time I go I'll be slimmer. And that never happened.... Until now. And the difference in doing the classes was like apples and oranges. I felt so fit (and I'm not even particularly fit) and strong. The yoga was my best ever. This made me very happy. My thighs are sore after Core Board but that's good. I'm so happy and content (at the same time I'm sad that it's over).
I also slept like a log. Which was great as my sleep just recently hasn't been so good. I blame the menopause, which it probably is, but I also wondered if it was alcohol as I definitely process it differently now. But we had prosecco in our room, a glass of wine with dinner and a cocktail after dinner so I've been anything but sober. I need to keep up the exercise and see if that makes the difference. Zzzzz
I don't snore, I purr with the force of 10,000 kittens.

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