Lust for Life

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...