I found a yoga class that meets in one of my favorite buildings in Seattle...and it's roughly a 1-mile walk from my home.  After I left last night's class, I remembered all the reasons I love yoga...the openness it brings both physically and spiritually, the focus on the present moment, and the simply wonderful re-education that the body was made to move and is capable of way more than I allow it.

A good lesson in self-care.
Again.

You might remember this building from the first time I discovered it.

It's true what they say about exercise! ENDORPHIN city!

I've been able to walk/run THREE times this week (hey, it's more than I've done in 6 months) and this breezy and cool Friday noon, I was out and about doing my run/walk to my 90's pandora station (cleverly titled "Clothes are Cumbersome" by my saint).

Oh lordy how I wanted to dance. Sure I had a few little arm movements I cleverly disguised as stretches, but mainly I had a joker-sized grin on my face the whole time because I saw myself footloosing it all down Summit Avenue and how people would laugh and I would laugh and all of the sudden - EUUUPPPHHHOORIIA!

you have to watch at least until Lee Montgomery pops through the orange paper!