It threatened to rain all through my morning tai chi program, but didn’t. And I noticed that the sense of “i don’t really have to do this” started off strong, and ended sometime around the middle of the second qi gong form. Why it shows up every day, and why it leaves at more or less the same time every day, I don’t know. But it does.
Today marks the end of the first quarter of the year. I’ve now done tai chi daily for 2 1/4 years. I’ve got to admit, I’m getting bored writing about it, but at the same time, writing about it every day is part of the mechanism I use to keep myself doing it. It doesn’t feel like it’s so deeply engrained in my character that if I stopped writing about it, I’d not stop doing tai chi. And that’s a little weird, isn’t it? I mean, at some point shouldn’t this become second nature?
Not today, apparently. Not today.