Today was a busy day: up early to sub for a fellow instructor who has bronchitis (I have to sub for her again tomorrow too), then regular classes, then my husband and I took Scooter to the vet. He had some kind of allergic reaction to something he touched (hard to tell what, but could have been as simple as walking on someone's lawn where they had just sprayed a pesticide or herbicide) and he had to get a shot and some prescription pills. That Scooter dog, good thing he's cute, because it's always something with him. But despite being busy, I still got in 30 minutes of yoga, and looky what I can do!
Don't get too excited about my achievement because a split second later, I was toppled over like so:
Yes, Scooter is my spotter. He's not much for reassurance and he assumes that my presence on the floor means that he has a great opportunity to lick me on the face.
After yoga, I went for a 3 mile run and while the yoga went great today, the run was...meh. I mean, I finished it, but geez, I felt like I was moving at the speed of sloooooow. Ah well, maybe all that crow tuckered me out beforehand.