After my workout I take a gross shower in the gross locker room (whole other post), then I pop in to Vons for two specific items from two specific vendors: =First, starbucks, where I get a triple espresso, iced in a venti cup. (fill it up with nonfat milk, take a small straw so I don't drink it all in one sip). Second: sushi station, where Lin is preparing fresh goodies for the day. I approach, she looks up and says: "Ahhh, Thursday!" Then she makes my masterpiece of a rainbow roll with spicy tuna inside instead of the traditional yet vile krab.
Then I go to work, but only for a little while because it's minimum day and the kid transport begins shortly after noon. I used to drive in circles all around the town then rush back to work, and for a while I tried not going in at all on Thursdays and made it a day of appointments and projects. During that time I started going to a hybrid yoga class on Thursday afternoons, and then even when circumstances required me to resume the circular driving/rushing/resuming work madness I somehow managed to bring my butt back to that class every week. It's good for my perpetually aching muscles, and for my soul.
I like knowing that sometimes I make a priority to do the thing that is good for my soul.
Yesterday was a beautiful day, and I couldn't stand being at work even for the brief interlude between morning and afternoon workouts. When I finally left, I could not tolerate the thought of going back into any indoor space, regardless of the soul satisfaction. I needed a substitute soul satisfaction.
I found it.
Who knew that true zen was watching two lovely friends try to get themselves onto a giant floating horsey?
as good as it gets =)