Thursday, March 5, 2009

Cure for the Blah-Blech-Lazies

So it's cold (for California) and dreary outside, and I'm tired from staying up too late (though it was fun at the time!), and Mikhail may or may not have appendicitis (looking likely not, but he still feels like crap). Elan is asleep and all I want to do is lay on the couch and read, or eat nutella, or amuse myself in any number of other ways that do not address my lack of energy, my messy house, or the fact that I haven't exercised in a few days.

I know that if I get off my patutie (the technical term) and move my body I will feel better, be happier, have more energy and likely more patience with Elan's fundamental two-year-old-ness when he wakes up.

But lo, the couch is tempting...

And so I clear a yoga-mat-sized space in the clutter and log on to yoga today. My sister turned me on to this incredible website which offers a FREE daily one-hour yoga class. Perpetual mountain summer with flexible, happy-and-peaceful-looking people in the foreground. There have been days when the class just doesn't do it for me, and I don't make the full hour. But there are more days when I finish and think aaaahhhhh. And I know I wouldn't have done that completely on my own.

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