Week 11! On growing
Week 11!
I'm not entirely sure what happened to week 10.
I seem to recall lots of breathing, stretching, laughing ... a blur of love and light under a haze of exhaustion.
Some days I feel like a butterfly - climbing into the sunlight and stretching new, beautiful wings. Ready to soar.
Mostly though, I feel like a hilariously stumbling and bumbling foal. Expected to be upright and running with the herd, when I can barely operate my knees.
Nevertheless, onward and upward my friends.
Decided on schedule changes and launched new classes.
Organized workshops and guest presenters.
And last but certainly not least, continued to find time for our loved ones.
I'm not entirely sure what happened to week 10.
I seem to recall lots of breathing, stretching, laughing ... a blur of love and light under a haze of exhaustion.
Some days I feel like a butterfly - climbing into the sunlight and stretching new, beautiful wings. Ready to soar.
Mostly though, I feel like a hilariously stumbling and bumbling foal. Expected to be upright and running with the herd, when I can barely operate my knees.
Nevertheless, onward and upward my friends.
Please don't step on the iPad ... |
Decided on schedule changes and launched new classes.
Gotta work them quads. |
Organized workshops and guest presenters.
Pretty sure this one's not in the STOTT manual. |
And last but certainly not least, continued to find time for our loved ones.
As always, thank you for your support.
Sometimes we'll soar, and sometimes we'll stumble - always together and always looking forward.
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