I was able to sleep in a bit this morning, so I woke refreshed and ready for the day. I've had my lemonade/maple syrup/cayenne concoction, and a cup of herbal tea. I've just finished 20 minutes of yoga here in my living room. Those of you who know me well might have laughed at that last, or at least raised an eyebrow. I'm really not the yoga 'type', but I'm trying to keep myself limber and in shape. Whenever I've tried yoga in the past, I've found myself getting bored during the session, but the next day or so, have discovered that there is a muscle here or there that is sore for some reason. That tells me that, while yoga, on the surface, appears to be just sticking my butt in the air and breathing, there is something actually going on there. So, I'm giving it a go for a while to see what happens. Besides, doing yoga every morning will limit the time I spend on crack-book.
So now it's time to get myself together and start my day. I'm working at the local brew pub again, and expect wonderful, savory aromas from the kitchen to be all around me all day. I know that I'll be surrounded by food. I'm not concerned by that. I hesitate to speak too soon, but I feel like I'm over the worst of it all.
I'll let you know how it goes. Thanks for reading.
Taos Max, Day 8 has come and gone, and we haven't heard neither hide nor hair of you.
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Sorry for the delay in posting the final chapter of this thread. I've been out and about, re-familiarizing myself with the wondrous miracle that is food! I've just written the summary. Thanks for the interest, Tusk!
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