Friday, August 26, 2011
Usually a morning like this exhausts me. Makes it ten time more challenging to crawl out of bed for the way to early school bus. But I have to do it. Then the big girls get on the bus and I head out back to do a bit of yoga before Cadence wakes up. I always enjoy my routine but discovered something about foggy days. It makes me slow down my yoga. It makes me breathe more slowly, hold my down dog even longer, stretch further into warrior, tune out extraneous sounds and thoughts even more. Apparently foggy days make everything that is good about yoga even better. That is a good thing!