If my creative juices refuse to flow this morning, at the very least I can put this blog to some practical use. So, I decided to make a permanent place for the records of my three minor morning strolls so far this week.
Today, after my little jaunt, I began doing some “starter” stretching exercises prompted by an app recommended by a friend. I got half way through and decided the exercises were designed for incredibly fit 18-year-olds. After abandoning my stretching mid-way, I took up the app’s meditation exercise, “Breather 1,” a 5-minute introduction to meditation. It surprised me a little; I was actually able to relax. But when the voice—a pleasing, sensual woman’s voice—told me to find a way to appreciate myself, it had the opposite effect; it was an emotional response I didn’t expect, nor did I welcome. Maybe “Breather 2” will be better.