DeAnna Knippling

I skipped yoga and a walk this morning; I was SORE from the fall yesterday and the though of moving around with my skinned knee made me whine this morning, so no. I’m gonna go walk around Target for a while later, taking it easy. I did a selfie practice video from David Suh (per […]

This morning, my shoulders were so sore that I just did a sun salute, skipped to dead man’s pose, then got up and dug out the foam roller and rolled my back out like a piece of pizza dough. I’m gonna say that the neck and shoulder stretches I added yesterday were effective but I

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

No pics today; I tried to take several but a) they were gone when I got home from the walk (?!?) or b) were meh. I wrote until late last night on a story for class, then went to bed to sleep on the ending. Got up this morning, tweaked the ending (I’d left a

Yesterday we did groceries. I got seriously down on myself for some reason afterward, so self-conscious that I decided not to keep writing. At the time, I had no idea why. After a few hours I felt better and went back to writing, got normally stuck and eventually went to sleep. This morning, I got

Yesterday: Received short story assignment for class with no real constraints other than it must be something I’m passionate about and it must have voice. ***DESPAIR*** This morning during yoga: Has idea. ***HOPE*** Sitting down to write: No idea how to write the story or where to set it. ***RANDOM ASS RESEARCH THAT GOES IN

Crankypants this morning. I didn’t have it in me to go for the longer walk (too hot too early), so I walked in the general area where stalker-flavor dude spotted me. Didn’t see him, but got to feel hypervigilant the whole time. Yay! The thing is, if he were doing the same thing to someone

This morning, I didn’t get much yoga done. I was still mad from yesterday – I didn’t dwell on it, but when I started doing yoga, anger was the first thing that bubbled up. “He’s not going to keep me from walking this morning.” So I walked. I took a different route than usual, because

Yesterday, we took the day off and went to Tarpon Springs, the Greek area, where Ray rescued someone’s phone sitting at the fountain of the naiads. The phone turned out to belong to a kid of about 7-8 getting an earful from their mom. I got the impression of CHAOS INCARNATE somehow, like I’d met

I’m doing this morning out of order. Yesterday afternoon, the HUNGRIES descended upon me, after being increasingly nibbly for several days. Okay, whatever. Today, I had a protein bar right after I got up, which I can very rarely tolerate (I usually feel blurgy until 8 a.m.). Doing yoga, it felt like everything was “switched”