My back betrays me.
Or maybe it’s the bed.
Or maybe it’s age.
No. It’s the bed. Definitely the bed.
I had a proper post but had to abandon the laptop in favor of my phone and laying on my back. Not how I thought I would spend my Monday night but there you are.
My husband calls us quite a pair. He is still getting used to his new meds. He glances at me every once in a while in sympathy. He has no real answers and I am unwilling to take another “super” ibuprofen so close to the first one.
[Side note #1: My apologies for any mistakes. Typing a post on my semi-smart phone is difficult.]
Where was I? Oh, yes.
The back pain. Who knows how I tweaked it but I can tell you that my rest day will come one day sooner than usual.
Okay. Enough from me.
No! Wait!! I never said anything about bliss.
Yesterday I did outdoor yoga with LAF. She wrote about it and I would link you to it but you know…phone.
For the most part doing outdoor yoga is a joy. Until the sun decides to show up and reminds you that the mat is not natural and will hurt hour feet.
But the rain came and brought back our bliss. Wiping the heat away and cooling our skin. Beautiful, beautiful bliss.
Now you can go.