I went to three yoga classes today. That’s six hours of yoga, which is more time than I have spent sleeping at least a few of the last dozen nights, in preparation for leaving for this trip and since we’ve been on it.
Once again, I’m writing from a hotel parking lot with a snoring baby in the back seat. And a more serious column will have to wait, because if I stay up too much longer, I won’t trust myself to drive back to the condo in the fog. The weather through Tuesday was gorgeous, but since then, it has rained nonstop. Not great for wandering around the Euro-style ski village or for all the attractions that were supposed to be outside. But fine for staying inside and doing yoga all day! Well, except for having the baby brought to you and dashing out to the car to nurse every 2 1/4 hours.
This is an amazing experience for which I am so grateful. It’s taken a lot from a lot of people to make happen. Thank you to everyone who has supported me along the way and especially this week! I just wish I had more time to synthesize all I’m learning and feeling.
I am going to have sore abdominal muscles tomorrow but have really been enjoying myself. The condo is a mess, and I still haven’t wished my brother and a good friend a happy birthday from five days ago or my dad happy fathers day from four days ago. We forgot to stop our mail and our newspaper at home and haven’t figured out even when — day or time — we are leaving to return home.
But somehow after all this breath work and all this time in my body, I do believe everything will be okay.
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