Cute shoes yesterday, even though they were flats, mean a painful case of Achilles tendinitis today, at least that is what the P.A. told me today at my appointment. Back to my wearing Keens with my skirts and dresses! I’m sure that’s considered high fashion for Fairbanks.
This means no physical yoga for me, although that does not mean I’m ignoring my sadhana; instead I feel like I’ve been doing an awful lot of personal reflection lately, even for me. I haven’t made any grand decisions around these reflections, I’m just watching them as a patient observer.
Only cried once today, but it was a full on sobbing attack. I miss my Missy girl. I keep seeing Shadow enter a room out of the corner of my eye and think it’s her, then I remember she is gone.