For a while there, even the air looked orange.
So much color bouncing around. (Hey, speaking of orange skies, here’s one of my favorite songs.)
A beautiful and (temporarily) final run in DC. Goodbye, massive hill that leads to the National Cathedral!
Goodbye, extremely domesticated deer!
Goodbye, street furniture.
On my run, I thought a lot about how lucky I am to have good health. I’m thankful for that.
Last night I spent some time with a long lost friend: my yoga mat. Poor guy hasn’t been unrolled in more than 2 months. I can’t say I’ve really missed yoga, but I have missed feeling (sort of) strong and flexible. Running is a wonderful workout but maybe not the most holistic one. And after my little bout with a hip injury that magically coincided with my yoga lapse, I’m picking up the Eastern art again. Thanks to a 20-class pass to Stroga.
First class at Stroga was good! No-frills, a relaxed atmosphere, normal teacher. No chanting. No laying on the mat doing nothing for like 15 minutes. No obnoxious people with intense lion’s breath. Perfect!
I randomly had a craving for ground beef the other day, so Anthony and I made tajitas. I just invented this word and it means tacos + fajitas. Did you know I’m fluent in Spanish?And now we’re off to Tennessee!
- What are you doing for Thanksgiving?
- Favorite song/singer/band?
- Do you practice yoga?