I realised recently that I've developed an emotional tic of biting my lip. Not an anxiety thing, but as a way of controlling the insane grin that's liable to break across my face at odd moments when I relax. I notice this a lot while I'm out and about, walking to work, doing the shopping. It's less a... Continue Reading →
My Hot Yoga nightmare
It wasn't until I was in the changing room that I realised that I hadn't brought my shorts with me for Hot Yoga. On top I was wearing a vest, so that was ok, except that I wasn't sure I had a bra on underneath. I had vision of embarrassing exposure every time we did cobra. No,... Continue Reading →
I put the garbage out last night
I put the garbage out last night. No big deal, right? Well, it was for me. I realise that I haven't put the garbage out for months! Not (I hasten to say) because I live in filth -- I've relied on Hubby and neighbours to take up my slack. But I've consciously avoided this task since I hurt my hamstring. Let's be... Continue Reading →
On my mat with the Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe
I love audiobooks. They are terrific for me when I'm too tired to read and want some easy entertainment. Recently I've been revisiting my childhood and listening to an audiobook of the Narnia stories by C.S. Lewis. One of the plot devices in the stories is that Narnia time is different, and that however long... Continue Reading →