Did you know that when you have to do a timed run it doesn't matter how fast you run, the time doesn't speed up?
I had an easy 20 minutes nothing to exciting to report, I felt good, but at the end I found myself sprinting, to what? Who knows 20 minutes is still 20 minutes. On the run I thought about the yoga class I took with my dad yesterday. He is a yoga junkie now, he thinks it is improving his golf game, and so do I if not because it clams the mind. Anyway it was a good, hard class but the best part was that we got to do handstands. When I was younger I used to do gymnastics and forgot how much I liked handstands. My upper body is considerably stronger then my lower, but the problem is I have a lot of lower body to hold up. I know yoga is non competitive but it felt really good to be the only one in the class who could do one. I felt strong...small victories, OK...I was the youngest person in the class and half of the participants we men above the age of 50, but whatever.
Got home in time to beat the rain on the island...and to find my old dog sitting in his bowl, I think he was protesting that it was empty and he is always hungry. Maybe a nap today. Imuran makes you sleepy...
No comments:
Post a Comment