Tonight, the man and I had omelets for dinner.

It was my idea ~ but the man made the omelets.  He’s an expert omelet maker (also, I am terrible).  I sautéed some sliced button mushrooms and asparagus tips in a little EVOO, with salt, pepper and garlic powder for the inner omelet, and the man topped each one with shredded cheese (an Italian blend), some salsa (Chi Chi’s medium heat chunky because it’s my fav) and a generous dollop of sour cream.

Delish.  And totally on point after a full day and a very challenging yoga class.

I’ve been enjoying yoga again, but missed the past two weeks (Lucy had a vet appt and … well, I was feeling a little ‘under the weather’ last Tuesday).  I knew, after my eight miles yesterday, that I would be in need of some stretching and some mental relaxation ~ so I made sure that yoga was a priority.

(Don’t worry, Lucy and I went on a nice walk this morning at her favorite spot, and she ran around like a very happy, very crazy dog for nearly 40 minutes).

As I said to John when I pulled into the driveway this evening: Eight miles, I felt fine.  Yoga? Kicked my butt.

During class, we meditated on the idea of qualified actions.  I cannot tell a lie ~ I completely qualify my actions.  So it was a good exercise in reflection, and in contemplation of how to modify this bad habit. (I have a sinking suspicion that it will be much harder to do than to say).

Essentially, it dove-tailed a little with class a few weeks ago. Which works for me, because life is all about working every day toward being a better version, a more aware version of oneself.  A little reminding goes a long way.

I happen to really love the way in which the yogi who teaches the class I attend thinks.   Because, in the end, it’s her thought process that motivates class.  She has the balance I enjoy ~ ideas and thoughts to chew on, and truly challenging poses.  Today, as I dripped sweat onto the mat, I felt the relief that comes with yoga, with quieting the mind. And I contemplated the idea of qualified actions.  We all have reasons that we don’t do something, that we can’t do something … instead of just focusing on doing something, however great or small.  So we qualify.  But the only way to genuinely do something is to just live in the action.

Trust me, I’m pretty sure it’s as hard as it sounds.  Aaaaand, I’m pretty sure I’m not going to have mastered the idea any time soon.  I’m in the ‘just scraping the surface’ phase.

As for right now, I’m cuddled on the couch with my deliciously snuggly puppy and my practically perfect man.  All in all, I’m a lucky girl.  Part of today translated to me as it’s not about the destination, it’s about the journey.  And I have some seriously incredibly travel buddies.  Nothing feels so bad when I remember that.