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6:00 a.m. and my phone starts playing Jack Johnson's Banana Pancakes song.
I roll over in my sleepy half-awake state and hit snooze. Somewhere in my brain the thought nudges it's way into my consciouness that I had wanted to get up a little earlier. I had planned to get laundry done, dishes washed, and maybe squeak in a short bit of yoga before the day started and the kids were…Continue
Tree pose seems easy enough.
Standing near the wall, I lift my leg up towards my inner thigh. I don't quite hit the right area and my foot falls somewhere near my knee. Lifting up trough my spine, I rotate my hip out in attempt to push my leg out. And then I waver.
My hand touches the wall briefly as I steady myself. Finding a spot in front of me, a smudge on the wall, I try again to regain balance. I let go of the wall, lifting up with…Continue