Day 10, and I am healing up from the flu. Enough to get back on the stick with some core muscle stuff, anyhow, without coughing up my socks. And thankfully also enough to have been out doing rather a lot of snow shoveling the past couple of days. As you can see in the photo below, the snow level on our front walk, here in north-central Massachusetts, was roughly up to what I fondly refer to as my firm but pliant rear end. That, my friends, was some non-trivial shoveling.

Heather says I’m dressed for a Tolstoy reenactment. Kept my ears warm though.
For your inspirational reading, I bring you Rikibeth’s great, spot-on account of taking charge in her intake session with a personal trainer, and prose/e/yes’s blogging about her recent movement and where that’s been taking her.
Now that I’m more or less back in the saddle post-flu, I’m looking forward to having some more substantive things to say about the experience of adding something new to my body practice in days to come.
To those of you still shoveling out, I salute you. To those of you who didn’t get smacked by this storm, count your blessings!
Published on February 10, 2013 13:31