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| Yes, yes...it's a Jamaica towel. |
Knew that I needed yoga but was tempted to go straight home after work. Nixing yoga was not very good self-care and I also thought of something that Rosie told me once when I said that I was crabby and, therefore, going to yoga. That's what it's there for, she said.
And, so, I went to restorative yoga. Liz told us to start one way with two bolsters on the ground -- if we were feeling over stimulated and to place a block underneath a bolster etc. if we were feeling depleting. I went with the set-up that would help with feelings of depletion and I definitely felt better after emerging from that pratice.
The babying paid off because my ankle is better. I went swimming today and it felt so good but I stopped at 16 laps because I didn't want to push my luck.
Hopefully, luck will help me find my new glasses which I had up until abou 6:00 p.m...
Love the Jamaica towel :-)
ReplyDeleteHrodebert's sister was once married to a Jamaican man (father of his niece) and so we have several momentos with those colors. Most notably a fabric belt - the style was to have a belt much longer than necessary for one's waistline, so that the dangling part is a bit of a brag about one's penis size.
I know. How totally 1983.
I love how you know you need yoga. Glad to hear your ankle is better.
I'm glad that I got the towel. I hadn't really planned on getting souvenirs but got sentimental on the last full day.
ReplyDeleteI wanna see your souvenirs. :)
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