Smooth Operator

It was a glorious, Spring-like day again today, so I celebrated in one of my favorite fashions: I did the 8-mile run from my house to picnic point and back. When I started out, I knew it was much farther than I've been running this winter, so my thought was to take it easy. But the first mile felt good, and wound up being pretty good time, so I decided to try to stick with that pace.

It always feels so great, that first run out to picnic point in the "Spring" - it's a reclamation of sorts.

Soon after I got back, I got myself ready for hot yoga. I knew it was ambitious to do them back-to-back, but I was feeling energized by the warmer weather. It wasn't easy, but I made it through the whole practice, and as usual, there was a reward at the end: the teacher singing to us in savasana.

Today's song was an old fave:

Diamond life lover boy
He moves in space with minimum waste and maximum joy
City lights and business nights
When you require streetcar desire for higher heights
No place for beginners or sensitive hearts
Sentiment is left to chance
No place to be ending but somewhere to start

No need to ask
He's a smooth operator
Smooth operator

Coast-to-coast, L.A. to Chicago: Western male
Across the North and South, to Key Largo: love for sale

Face-to-face, each a classic case
We shadow box and double-cross
Yet need the chase
A license to love, insurance to hold
Melts all your memories and change into gold
His eyes are like angels'; his heart is cold

No need to ask
He's a smooth operator
Smooth operator

That he is!