I’m having a bad yoga week. I went out with some of my old rock-n-roll friends Monday night and fell right back into the habits of my 28-year-old self. Not only did I have fun, I also had more beer than I’m accustomed to. Cheap beer. I slept poorly and Tuesday was not the most productive. I did get on the mat, but after 15 minutes, I was lying on the floor cuddling with the dog. Tamas.

To make good use of the day, I took the dog to the vet for his annual check-up. He got rave reviews: great muscle tone, his weight is ideal and he was a real trooper with the temperature-taking.

I’m looking forward to a restful night. I have to do some studying for my test on Ayurvedic Psychology. I’ll stay away from the computer and have a salt bath, hot tea and early to bed.

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