Movement

Last night I got a text that yoga was cancelled for this morning.

It’s going to rain all day. There might be flooding and 65 mile an hour winds. Schools will be letting out early because of the storm.

I’m fully disappointed. No yoga, no walk.

This is how I know how much I love the physical activities I’ve chosen these days. I’m BUMMED!

Years ago, I went almost daily to a gym. I ran or jogged most days long or short distances. I thought I loved running.

I initially did it for my mental health, after getting a late (I was grown with four kids), diagnosis of ADD. I researched a little and opted not to take medication, but to exercise instead.

I was a weird choice. I get that, but it made sense to me at the time. I spent more than a decade making myself do a lot of repetitive exercise. It worked, or seemed to, on a day like today I would be heading out, alone, and returning soaking wet.

Instead, I’m genuinely bummed that I can’t go to yoga.

I guess the extent of my physical exercise today is running errands with G. Home Depot and Lowe’s are kind of big. I may get some steps, but no strengthening or balancing or real exercise, and it won’t be as much fun.

Yoga, fast walking. I look forward to these. My day always goes better afterward. I may brave the storm and do a quick walk, though being wet and cold isn’t enticing me…

I hope everyone has some form of movement that suits them.