Fiesta breakfast

As you may (or may not) have noticed, my bold resolution to try and attend most of the flow yoga classes at my YMCA has been a total bust.

I just couldn't get myself to go. Usually this lack of follow through would really bother me. I would be awash in guilt and self-criticism.

But I decided to try a different tact. I sat down and thought about what I really wanted. If you are anything like me, this is a fairly novel concept.

I decided what I really wanted was to NOT go to the yoga classes at the Y. Yes, most of them are just fine and a couple of the teachers are OK. But when I walk into a class I always feel like I am practicing yoga in my high school gym.

Anyone else hate their high school gym? [source]

All in all, it is not the yoga experience I have been craving.

I want to walk into the room and get a feeling like this:

Ahhh, nice and calm. [source]

After all that draining brain work I needed sustenance.

I grilled up one chicken and apple sausage and put a bunch of broccoli and green beans into the steamer.

When the sausage and veggies were done, I tossed them into a skillet with 1/2 cup of cooked brown rice, 2 chopped scallions, 2 Tbsp of salsa and 1/2 tsp of taco seasoning.