I’m on a b2b hiatus. It’s Arthritis Awareness Month and I have 23 days until I present my capstone. Ahh!! I’ll meet you back here after this weekend’s last Arthritis Walk. Until then, the pangs of guilt when I’m on my computer not working or writing are just too much.
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“I waited 40 years for her,” he said. “She can wait 5 minutes for me.”
“What was the happiest moment of your life?” “When I got my red toy!”
“When you yell at someone, who hears it more: you or them? You’re only hurting yourself by getting angry. I want to live to be 100. I haven’t raised my voice in 40 years.”
my post-30 commitment to practicing yoga has been struggling. I have to say, I may have gone a little far in the daily commitment (although it felt so good) and it’s been hard to stay on the game since. READ, impossible. My practice has devolved to almost nothing. Life sped up, moving, travel, and a budding relationship shifted my focus, and now, it’s mid May and time to recommit.
I wonder if this is how it will always be – periods of such sustained commitment, fall off, and then a re start. It would be nice for it to be a bit more consistent. I imagine that in my tendency to swing extremes, more manageable goals may help me. So, yoga three days a week is the goal. With some more time moving around on my mat at home.
1, 2, 3 go.
There’s still a record store down the street that you can wander into, throw on some headphones, and pretend you’re in Empire Records. I love it. We found ourselves in Sonic Boom in last week and I picked up an album that, admittedly, until I was searching for this video, I didn’t know the name of. Obsessed with this song – just waiting for them to play it at yoga. Enjoy!