What a Feat!

 Today, on a very rare circumstance, I hit the gym and joined  back-to-back classes. Body Combat and Yoga. Whooaa!!! The last time I did Body Combat was weeks before the March 2020 lockdown and I didn't know I missed it until I began copying the moves of the instructor and my muscles  were suddenly singing from the boxing and jumping steps.

Afterwards a one- hour yoga session followed which was a perfect timing post- kicks and jumps. I like the balance and stretching yoga provides but what I love most about it is the mindful breathing it makes me do. I consciously do not hold my breath, rather I inhale and exhale calmly and purposefully. 

I do not regret waking up early on a Saturday morning at all. My mind and body are happy.  I wish that I won't have sore arms and legs tomorrow though.:)

Move. Kick. Breathe.

The Regal Queen

 

Grief is the price we pay for love.

Queen Elizabeth

1926- 2022

CA Heat Wave

 It is a cloudy Sunday today. The past week, Amber Alerts of iphones warned of extreme heat wave here in California, even  Up North. Temperature were on the 100s and it was the talk of the town and topped the headlines. CA Department of Public Health placed the state under Emergency Plan 2. 

More than the physiologic discomfort, I was more worried with how battered Mother Earth is as a result of our own doing. The heat wave wasn't over yet and there was already a warning of a possible tropical storm. Crazy!!!

I don't possess magical powers to heal the nature's bruises, all I can do is to continue little tasks I somehow hope would benefit the place we live. I have my washable water jugs that I keep with me, I rarely consume plastic bottles. I veer away from disposable utensils and instead use washable ones and straws. On instances that plastic containers are used, I re-use them at least twice. It is a good thing the community where I live is big on recycling.

Back to the heat wave, I am relieved it is over now and ahead are cooler days and months.

Heat.Wave.CA.

Echoes of My Heart

 Moments with you linger on my mind

I stop them all at once

They manage to recur in dreams.

Hand tremors and heart palpitations

Lightheadedness with blank stares

They become part of my being.

Dull aching pain and heaviness

Present day and night

They remain to sit idly inside me.

Tossing and turning at midnight

Uneven tears while I drive

They are my constant companion.

Truth. Hurt. Loss.