I stopped doing yoga for a while there in the summer, but I started it again just recently. My body really appreciates this. Apart from anything else, I really find my body needs exercise in the winter, because all during the rest of the year I am outside about 90% of the time, and I really feel sedentary when I have to stay inside during the winter so much. I work away at the meditation. X said once, ‘It’s so hard to stop the barrel of chattering monkey inside my head.’ My sentiments precisely!
X went jogging with the dog before breakfast (believe it or not Y and the children have started too, all on Y’s idea after a big ad pushing the benefits).
For the umpteenth time this year he’s home – this time believe it or not because he’s tired and can’t stop sleeping. He slept 19 hours a day for 5 days and was much better for the weekend! and borrowed the car to go and see a house with 1.5 acres miles away on Monday – and now Wednesday is still in bed as he has to go and see the Dr. today to find out the results of all the blood tests he had last week.
Have I written since we went bowling in the hall? Apart from one 17 year old boy who comes with his father I was the youngest. One woman – about 4’ nothing – was 80 and frightfully good – she plays 3 times a week!
My golf (my 4th round in 5 years) was the expected disaster – 6 holes in 39! The first hole went okay. We bypassed the 2nd at the suggestion of the people in front, who obviously feared for their life (quite unjustified as I seldom manage to raise the ball above ankle level). The 3rd and 4th holes followed my usual pattern of 2 to the green and 5 more to putt. On the 5th I struck 2 triumphant blows to get to the green before I found myself suddenly surrounded by whizzing balls and irate golfers – I was approaching the wrong green at 90 degrees to the fairway! I beat a hasty retreat to the 7th hole and completed the next 3 with more speed than skill, anxious to keep well ahead of the vengeance of the indignant ruffled golfers behind me.
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