Being Balanced in Bali

I have finally cracked my version of Balance. [WARNING: this is completely individual and will differ from yours]

I use the words “my version” because I don’t think it is the same for everyone, from fitness to fun, from pleasure to passions, we are all different, and this is a great thing.  

So Buffi got her groove back when she decided to have a bit of fun a few weeks ago, and she hasn’t looked back since.. [Buffi is me by the way if you didn’t already know and I’ll stopn with the third person chat haha, moving on…]..  

I am guilty of being super extreme especially when it comes to work, working out and going out. There has always been an unbalanced relationship between those three, when Party-Buffi comes out to play the other two suffer, same goes for the other two.

Being balanced for me means to work hard and train hard in the week, and what I’ve finally come to accept, is to get a bit wild and let my hair down at the weekend. The 20 year old party girl is still in there kicking and screaming and without kids or a husband, why the heck not let her out and party now and then!? 

Yesterday, I bumped into a “fellow yogi” a term I use very loosely as I really do sit more on the fitness side of the health & wellness industry and am not afraid to say so.  She suggested that instead of going out, having fun, dating, meeting new people, forgetting about work over the weekend that I should be “working on myself and meditating.” I think I may have rolled my eyes and forced a yawn. No but seriously, why do people who do yoga or meditate think that they know f’in everything?  But I prefer all the other things I am doing as a way of relaxing – why do I have to change?

She then went on explaining that all the people I know partying must be “depressed and unsatisfied in life..” WOW bold statement, especially when she has never met these people. 

The weekend release of going out, meeting new people and just having some serious fun has a great effect on my work and gym in the week.  I am more present with clients, I make sure i push myself to the max when I train and I sleep much better  –  aren’t those the same things yoga and meditation promises? Have I found my version of meditation..?

As my new free-spirited, young-at-heart beau of the month explained in simple terms that in life, two things are for sure “we are born and we die” – what ever we do in between that time is up to us, and no matter what we do that one thing is certain we will all die. Bit dark, but its true.  

So why live someone else version of happy? Why follow someone else dreams when they are not yours? 

The only advice I can give you, if you know what makes you feel happy? Yes try new things, see what you enjoy and don’t.  The best thing as you get older, it gets much easier to figure out.  Just promise me one thing, when you figure out what works for you – please don’t go pushing it down the rest of our throats! 

Namaste bitches.

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