Growing up, there were always lists upon lists floating around the house. Shopping lists, our lists of chores to be done, etc., etc., etc. My mom always used pencil, instructing us to do the same as we crossed out the items one by one. This allowed … [Continue reading]
This morning, I survey the effects from last night's evening run. My efforts have provided me with a nice amount of confirmatory soreness along with a few nice shots of the evening sunset. In addition, I have a renewed inspiration -- which is good. … [Continue reading]
It’s not often that I am afforded the opportunity to run after work. This week, however, YaYa is away at 8th grade retreat. While the boy is away, momma gets to play. I hooked up with Cindy at a nearby trailhead. Thanks to abnormally heavy traffic … [Continue reading]
At the beginning and ending of my yoga practice, my hands find their way to Anjali Mudra (pronounced UHN-juh-lee muhd-RAAH). Here, with the palms of my hand brought together in front of the heart, I find grace and gratitude. In Sanskrit, “mudra” … [Continue reading]
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