Or should this be : Outside Meditation? I think I’m borderline dyslexic. For reals. Just ask The BF I talk in reverse constantly and still call my left my right and my right my left.

In the midst of working today, I felt that inevitable {at least for me} heavy drowsiness.

Where I could barely keep my eyes open and my entire body felt exhausted. And I was mentally dropping a lot of F bombs that once, again, I didn’t go to sleep earlier.

WTF is my prob, People? I’m in this habit pattern — because that’s all this really is — of going to bed late. I believe we all have our own internal clocks, and mine definitely is set to a later speed dial. As hard as I try, I can’t seem to break midnight for bed.

Which is really way too late for how early I’m talking with my European clients. I think part of this prob is that I never — ever — go to sleep when I’m actually tired. And maybe I should stop referring to it as a “prob”. It’s just a pattern.

Granted, one that’s been in effect since high school, but I’ve got to be able to change it. You’ve heard it here first! Sleep, I’m gonna conquer your ass, whether you like it or not. Take that, sleep.

So anyway. I hit the damn Wall, and yes, it’s just as real as the marathon wall. Maybe worse. Wait. I take that back. Anyone whose busted ass for 20+ miles know the pure terror and pain of The Wall.

Harder yet to believe, is that I’ve actually run 20+ miles. Totally seems like another girl and another life. I digress.

I decided my Wall-wannabe cure for today would be Meditation in the open air. Six minutes that felt like an eternity and set shit straight quicker than any quick fix pill. Minus a good perca. I kid, I kid. Kind of.

No, seriously, bad joke, just kidding. Kids. You should never joke about drugs. Until you’re a real adult.

Who needs drugs, when you have Meditation — and yoga — to fix anything and give you a natural high. Seriously. I don’t joke about {ahem, natural} highs.

Just go sit outside, soak in some sun, and slow that breath down. Nice long deep breaths, in and out through the nose. A tonic for your entire nervous system. More potent than a B12 shot. Hell yes. I’ll opt for meditation any day.

Try it. The next time you’re feeling rough, fatigued and assed out, sit down. Breathe. Really breathe, People. Allow your stomach and ribs to expand, and then a nice slow deep breathe out, letting all the air go.

Did you know that most of us don’t properly breathe? Myself included here. I forget. I start rushing my breaths or just plain find that I am holding my breath.

When you slow and deepen your breathing, you slow and quiet down the mind and beyond. And energize yourself while you’re at it.

Higher Self will be beaming with pride. Try it.