This is what planning my workouts looks like. A couple of Yoga Journal magazines, a notebook, lots of loose pages, an accordion binder full of magazine pages all organized, and no room to sit.
The planning is part of my motivation process. I will get up and mimic the moves to see if they’re something I really want to do, or if they flow well together. Catering to my ability and mood makes it more likely I’ll do it.
After about an hour (it depends on how often my family interrupts me) of sorting, my plan is complete. My OCD is content. My anxiety is soothed. And I’m ready to tackle my goals for the next two weeks. This stack sits on my side table with all my other projects (knitting, crochet, massage notes) easily accessible for when I need them.
The Accidental Domestic Goddess 