Monday, May 31, 2010

Caught in the act

Pacato caught me meditating to our home gym this evening.

It was a pretty solid five minutes—definite progress, especially given earlier attempts at evening meditation. I opted for the "I am breathing in, I am breathing out" approach.

Dinner was broiled salmon, raw carrot salad, and steamed asparagus.
My new favorite food blog: (I have a foodie crush on this girl.)

Worked out . . .
with Shivani in the park. The lady demands excellence. Much fun.

Bedtime: imminent.

Until we meet again, blogland. . . .


  1. There's no good or bad meditation. Even the act of having a "bad" session is making you a better person.

  2. Damn girl, look at those back muskles!