Busy Body

This week has been tremendously hectic. Each of my waking & working moments has some specific task assigned to it, feels like. *deep breath*.

These last weeks, I've really been missing yoga. The calm. The physical power. The tone and flexibility that have been replaced by Wiggle and Jiggle. I think I need to look into that again. I'm a stress eater, and the stress of my life has resulted in too many extra pounds.

I started my morning with a quick walk to the horse stables. The batture (space between the grassy hilltop of the levee and the Mississippi River) looks drastically different since I was there last...the large trees are heavy with leaves, vines are flowering...on my walk, each house remained hidden with foliage until I was just upon it. It was a great start to my day.

I can't tell you the last time I did any form of exercise. Maybe it was the week that I rode the kids to school in the bike wagon. Ana was so good to let me go this morning (she was the only one up when I was getting ready).

M: Mama is going for a fast walk.
A: (panic)Are you going bye-bye?
M: I'll be right back.
A: (panicy face)
M: I need to exercise, so I can be healthy, ok?
A: Ok, mama. (lips pucker)
*smooch*

When I returned, she did her best power walk impression, and asked, "Did you walk like this mama?"

Yes, baby, yes.

Let's see if I get up tomorrow?