Shifting gears

Nearly heat-stroked visiting two campuses in the middle of the day Monday to buy textbooks, and that's wearing sun-hat, lugging water, and taking shade sit breaks to walk a half mile each way from the ASU parking lot. I am definitely spoiled by walking only in Flagstaff these past months. Poetry classes start tomorrow.

This morning I showed up at 6 am for a yoga class and watched the jaws of those who know me drop to the floor. Hey, at 6 am it was only 90 degrees out! I haven't done any yoga classes all summer, so it nearly killed me.

At Bally's a couple of days ago, I tried out some of those crazy machines for upper body work, really barely did anything at all, and for two days I have been so sore. I swear, even the fat under my upper arms hurts. I guess I know what I need to be doing from now on.

I'm craving Cheetos.