Yep, I go. Religiously. In fact, I probably get the same sense of peace and satisfaction from yoga that many people get from church. Never thought I would do it, and never thought I would like it. But I’m hooked.
Who knew that at my advanced age I can say “Yep, I can easily do a headless headstand.” And I’m working on getting my feet away from the wall. And I can almost do this weird arm-balancing pose called “The Crane.” But for some reason, *hand*stands elude me. I don’t trust my wrists, so I know I’m doing something wrong because in theory, it’s not about the wrists.
Vinyasa (flowing) yoga is what I do, and boy, I never knew my hamstrings went that deep, ha ha! And every time I have to turn around while backing the car up, I thank my yoga teacher for having us do spinal twist moves. They work, and feel good!
I got to thinking about simple things that make me happy and figured I would make a list.
- Our dog, Homey. He’s just always happy.
- Clean sheets after a nice hot shower.
- Spontaneous hugs from Casey.
- My car, after it’s all cleaned out and vacuumed.
- Watching the birds and deer in my yard.
- Making cookies.
Don’t know that I’m doing it – aging gracefully, that is – but it’s something I think about. It’s like being a teenager all over again – changes to my body, weird moods, wanting to, oh, just up and leave everything and go to Tahiti!
I saw a tour bus group at Bojangle’s today at lunchtime. Now there’s a preview. A group of seniors on a bus from Michigan, heading down to Florida. Apparently Dad was right when he said old age isn’t for sissies. It appears that there will be a LOT more maintenance for stuff that we take for granted – seeing, walking upright, eating. But it gives me ideas of what I *don’t* want to have happen. I don’t want to sit around and compare medical conditions. I don’t want to look old and frumpy (not that I’m any beauty queen, but you know what I mean). And I’m pretty sure you won’t find me on a tour bus heading to Florida, land of nasty-smelling water, heat that’s worse than hell, and bugs that are bigger than my neighbor’s puppy. Although Key West isn’t bad.
…you too can take the plunge and make a blog. Hmm. We’ll see how this goes.
I decided to try blogging mainly because I enjoy reading Rachel’s. Don’t know that I’ll have anything interesting to say, but I’ve never really kept a journal before so I figured I might as well give it a shot.
I’ve got a few sayings that run through my head and help keep me sane. Well, now THERE’S a relative term, eh? ha! One is “You can do anything for 15 minutes.” You can write a letter, change laundry loads, read, or just sit there. It’s up to you.
Another saying is “Life’s too short.” 1997. That pretty much says it all.
And my tongue-in-cheek one is (a la “The Sixth Sense”) – “I see stupid people. And they’re everywhere. And they don’t know they’re stupid.” Lisa, I know you’re laughing, because we both agreed stupid people outnumber the rest of us, ha ha! 😉
Anyway, still figuring out how this blog thing works – themes, settings, etc. but what the hell, here it is.
Talk to you guys soon.