Nobody Home
I went to class yesterday after taking about 4 days off. The 4 days were not intentional. I’ve just been so busy rustling up work that it’s been hard to make it to class.
Yesterday was good though. Taking the time off seems to not have had any real noticeable affect. My left knee and hip are still kind of messed up from who-knows-what (probably some old injuy from high school sports).
But there’s no gasoline around here, and there were only about 5 people in class. I woke up early, but then chose not to go this morning for just that reason. Another 10 mile round trip is a half gallon of precious fuel in my truck. It’s too far to go on bicycle at 6:30 AM, and the headlight on my motorcycle needs to be reparied, so I can’t leave the house when still almost dark outside. So, I stayed home. Does it count that last night I dreamt I was doing the postures. Damn was I good.
