As some of you may recall I didn’t go to work on Friday. On the drive in this morning I was contemplating the difficulty in just being stationary all day. Yes, I did sleep a lot but I am not one to stay in bed all day. I moved to the sofa, turned on the babysitter (a.k.a television) and allowed myself to be assaulted by a number of talk shows. Everyone it seemed was doing makeovers. A new year, a new look, a new you. Audiences were going home with a plethora of goodies. Creams and lotions in abundance were being offered up to the masses.
Women cried and wept at their good fortune. Gales of laughter were offered up at witty witticisms made by the variety of hosts.
In all honesty, I cannot tell you the looks that are in or out. It just kind of filtered through the grey matter but didn’t really stick. Then I got to thinking about Yoga and wanted to find a book that I have so I dug around in my closet. I found the book along with a bunch of self help tapes and a few other things. I contemplated plugging in some of the tapes thinking they might make me feel better then nixed that idea. Concentration was not really in existence as the mind just seemed to continually light on something then move on between the sniffling, sneezing and coughing.
I looked at all the pictures in the Yoga book and wondered what it must be like to bend yourself in half like a pretzel. Oh, my Yoga instructor told me that if I practiced on a daily basis I would be able to do that in no time at all. Perhaps that will be the next challenge, but not today. Then I thought about the discipline to practice everyday. I suppose it is like anything else. If it matters then you find the time and make it part of your daily routine. I will keep to one class a week at this point. Perhaps I could begin to add another session in at the end of the month. Next weekend my daughter and I are going to be on the hunt for a good Yoga DVD.
I think if I am doing this out of my house then I will have more available time open to me. Class times are often incompatible with my schedule as well. What I like this book is that it shows the proper way to execute a move which is important.
By the early afternoon on Friday I thought perhaps I should try and write. Yes, I had managed to post briefly about my condition on this forum, however, now the challenge was to see if I could get the creative juices flowing through the fog that was currently inhabiting my brain during the course of the day. No such luck. I think I wrote a paragraph that sounded about dull and lifeless as I was feeling at that moment.
I went back to the babysitter and came upon Ellen. She danced and had fun and some of what she did really made me howl. Plus I must tell you people, she gave out the best prizes to her studio audience. No year long supply of creams and lotions for them. Nope, Ellen flew all of them down to Australia. Hotel and air fare included, thank you very much. Now that’s sweet and warranted the weeping and wailing. She gave them something else too, though I can’t quite recall.
It is hard to just lay there and be sick. Harder still to try and keep the head occupied when it is in a rather stagnant state. Even more difficult is trying to find something of interest that doesn’t require a whole lot of mental output. And I did attempt to read as well and again the attention span just kept wandering all over the place.
I am almost over this head cold. Still a few sniffles. I was in the gym this morning and felt really strong. My run was great yesterday and I am at work looking admiringly at the pile of paper that requires my attention. It’s trying to snow out there so yes, a wee bit chilly. Time to get to work.
Enjoy your day everyone.