Send More Chocolate! Alas, the last of the la Maison du Chocolat, sent as fiftieth birthday tribute, has been consumed. Man, that went fast. I think next time I'll have to document the consumption so I slow it down.
Writing. 277 words in about an hour this morning... which will be interesting shoe-horning into tonight's story. Luckily, the format lends itself to chopping and narrative summary.
So I decided I'd try Rowing Machine meditation and visualize Wiccan ritual symbols in my head while going back and forth. At the very least, I think it improved my posture on the machine (and afterward). Given the repetitive nature of rowing, it seems like a good way to let meditative images flow through my head. Although chanting "Rhyton. Priest. Snake," under my breath might have garnered a few odd looks. At least it's tamer and less explicit than some of the unspoken chants I've thought....
After I ran downstairs for some triceps curls, lateral pulls, some curl-ups, and a very short free-weight session. I did some free weights at home later in the evening.