Today's yoga was an exception for me. That is to say, it was wholly logical: I did it in a tranquil, tree-lined public park, a setting conducive to yoga (for a change).
What's to say? It was morning. The park was empty. It was raining gently. There were only a few passing walkers and joggers, unlike the constant snake of cars during yesterday's Wal-Mart session. I enjoyed myself quite much -- perhaps too much. I could get used to this whole peace-and-quiet thing (though something tells me to tread lightly here, lest I get spoiled against the inevitable parking lots and such that lie in my future).
The next time I get the chance for a naturally serene setting, perhaps I should think twice.
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