I still got outside and took a little walk. I’ve heard that sometimes–or, most of the time–you don’t even need to do actual “yoga” in order to do yoga. Other things qualify, too. Like going for a walk. As long as the thing is meditative and it clears your head, it counts.
Oh my gosh there’s a runner out here. Does he realize that 14 inches of snow just fell? Does he realize that it’s painfully cold out here? Does he realize that he weighs about 45 pounds as it is? I’m guessing the answer is no to all three.
I wouldn’t be out here myself if I wasn’t meeting a friend. I’m supposed to go walking with a friend. We’re supposed to meet out here somewhere, by the tennis courts. Hey does anybody know what a “plaisance” is? How about a bearded one?
Oh there he is. Hiding. Always the joker, that one.
Aha! Found you. You’re lucky I didn’t give up. It’s cold out here, I was just about to give up and go back inside.
We quickly made a decision not to walk around the lake. Too cold. Instead we decided to go to a coffee shop and hang out. This was not the most difficult decision of the day.
Ahhhhh. That fire feels good.
It was a snow day AND it was President’s Day. So we just hung out. Not a lot of pressure on a day like that. That’s a nice feeling. Almost the same feeling you get when you do yoga.