I Really Need To Get Back Into Yoga

if only for the calming effect it has on my life.

I said some version of this to myself - out loud - in my empty car - as I drove to my first of three commitments after work today. I could literally feel the crushing weight of everything I have to do in the next four weeks sitting on my sternum. Yoga really would help but there's NO TIME, PEOPLE.

This is my calendar from this week. In addition to these commitments, I have done four loads of laundry, cleaned the kitchen, guest room and master suite, gone grocery shopping, worked on artwork for an upcoming album, counseled a couple of my TNT participants, gathered items for my current fundraiser and slept a little bit. A very little bit.

C'mon, February 15th.

"We Can Rebuild Her. We Have The Technology.

We can make her better than she was. Better...stronger...faster."

Or, you know, pretty much the same.

2011 started off ok in my book - I finally got my bike back! Two months post-accident, some semblance of The Firebolt is back in my possession. She looks a little different thanks to her brand-spanking-new frame and bar tape, but she's essentially the same old gal.

Without the kicky red accents, I feel like the Firebolt moniker just doesn't fit anymore. Hence, I would like to introduce you to The Firebolt, reincarnated: introducing... The Freeze Ray.(I know it's a blurry picture in front of a bunch of crap, but I'm never home during daylight hours and my camera sucks.)

I definitely need to replace that red water bottle cage one of these days. Or maybe I'll keep it for the memories. But for now, hey! I have my bike back!