I had a great yoga practice this morning. It feels so different than it did before last weekend's workshop. I feel different, too. Better. Lighter.
I had so much fun teaching my yoga class today at noon. Sharing what I learned. But after work today -- the last few weeks I've been doing the 7 miler to picnic point and back on Tuesdays -- I wasn't sure I wanted to run. The beauty of not being in training for a particular race is that I have the freedom and flexibility to listen to my body and make a decision about whether I want to run. A yoga teacher once told me that it's important to know if your body is saying no or your mind, since sometimes the mind is the culprit.
I finally decided to go, and in the end, I was glad I did.
Particularly when this song came on:
I've got a lust for life (oooh)
Got a lust for life (oooh)
Oh, a lust for life (oooh)
Oh, a lust for life (oooh)
A lust for life (oooh)
I got a lust for life (oooh)
Got a lust for life
Yes my friends, I do have a lust for life. Always have, but it was buried under some hard stuff for what feels like a long time. Might be too early to say, but it feels like it's back, and maybe even bigger than ever...
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After being blown away by an exhibit where a man took a polaroid of himself every day for ten years, I started thinking of other ways to mark the passage of time in a meaningful way for both the artist doing the marking and those taking note. I find a lot of meaning in music, and enjoy writing about my experiences, so I decided to start a blog in which I mark (many of) my days by choosing a song that captures the day in some way (and a link, whenever possible, so you can listen to the song too).
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