That was terrible.
What’s that song about “went to bed too late, got up too soon”? Is that how it goes? Today I feel overfull and uncomfortable from dinner. The last two days have brought pizza back into my life after a lengthy absence—3-ish years. It was not entirely a winning experience. The toppings, delicious. The quantity of bread, not so much.
Last night I participated in two conversations on Twitter, in the #ctedu hashtag, and in the #makered hashtag. They’re both good discussion spaces, but it’s maybe an hour of fast-paced discussion where you’re sending things to people but not getting much analytical time. Hmmm. Not my favorite medium.
Anyway, today’s tai chi practice. I have an early-morning appointment today, and I woke up too soon. I’m stiff from not having a good practice yesterday, and feeling ‘full’ in the belly because of what I ate. It was not a good practice. In fact, it was such a not-good practice that you’ll notice that I’m carefully avoiding saying what I did and didn’t do in it.
One tai chi form. That’s it. The bare minimum. Like a rube or a raw beginner.
I’ll try again after my morning appointment.
Update: I did another two iterations of the form, and some qi gong. And then push-ups. I feel better. But I also feel done, at least for the moment. Feels kinda lame.
