After a meeting above Chelsea Market, I found myself free to walk the island for a bit before hitting yoga class. The class was emptier than usual, as the holiday weekend is upon us. Although A was in New Orleans on a retreat, her replacement had a way of filling the gap quite well. My legs suffered a bit, especially my quads...which never seem to overcome the tightness of my back half. I will forever be pulled in two directions.

It dawned on me during meditation that my habit of falling back on my memories is only out of fear of loss. And if I accept my decisions, I should be able to sit in peace.

Distance: n/a
State of Mind: I think my biggest obstacle is boredom