This morning’s yoga: I finally broke down and bought bug spray. My feet and ankles are welted with bug bites from the last few days. Not sure what the deal was, but it was freaking annoying.
I researched more shoulder/arm/neck stretches and did some this morning and I feel more integrated with the extra shoulder bulk that I’m building. Like, I have zero hesitation about building the most muscular thighs ever, but when I add anything to my shoulders I feel like having a meltdown. I desperately need more core and upper body strength, though, so I’m going to have to sort through whatever the drama is there.
The walk: I keep practicing “defending my inner kid” like Lou suggested, and it feels more comfortable and less aggressive this morning. Like, “You and I both know bad things will happen if you fuck around there, buddy, so let’s skip it, huh?” A nice feeling. A bunch of furniture trash had been put out last night for pickup, and it was all wet when I went out this morning.
After the haircut yesterday, woke up this morning feeling cute even with bedhead, which is a pretty good sign of a quality haircut.
–I think I’m on a borderline between two different personality groups lately. Not that I’m essentially changing anything, just that one side of myself got squashed down for years and is now welling back out. But I did spend some time yesterday and this morning looking up stuff for the other side of things and going, “This whole other set of tools and suggestions might be useful.” I’m INTP/INFP, or 5w4/4w5. This is probably a surprise to nobody but myself. Then I spent time trying to figure out my main characters in the WIP. They don’t care.