I'm settling back into my routines, and realize what a comfort they are. Awake to KMFA and up out of bed, grumbling, no later than 6:15. Out of the driveway and generally happy by 7:00.
Changes are coming in a couple weeks with J's back-to-school schedule. Shifts are uncomfortable, but these are the places to find growth. I feel resistance since it means quite a bit more work on my end.
Yes, self, having a lovely kiddo around means more work. (I'd do it a million times for one of her smiles.)
Today is yoga day! Time to coax this champagne-soaked physique back into a firm form. That soft layer has settled over my muscles again. It's not bad or good, I feel no judgement about the work my body craves.
Today's goal- "work harder, do more."
Except duing yoga- "now is of wonder."
Shall the twain ever meet? I can decide that every moment if I choose.