let's see

[jazzfish]

Still biking. Grateful for my good green raincoat; it's been Wet here, a good serious drenching downpour for a couple of days. Six-plus months in and about once a ride I get a moment of panic when I realise that I'm not wearing my bag and where did I leave it? On the bike rack behind you, goofball. Biking beats waiting for the bus, and sometimes even beats riding the bus.

Still getting out to yoga, at least three times a week when I'm in town. It's gotten harder. I think that's a result of having a better idea of what I'm meant to be doing, what muscles want stretching or tensing in what poses. Three or four a week seems about right; more than that and I start ... "getting bored" isn't quite right but it's not wholly wrong either. It becomes harder to get myself out the door to the class.

Still playing viola. I've started learning fiddle tunes and techniques. I'm somewhat startled by my ability to repeat a bit of a tune after hearing it once or twice.

Still living in a basement suite, still visiting Erin up north one or two weeks a month. Still unsure where I go from here.

I'm doing ... alright, I suppose. I don't have a good benchmark for what "alright" is.