Really? Four months?

I am a blog slacker. I have had very little to say that would seem constructive in this setting. But life has been easing up a bit, getting back in the groove of the business of living. I still am deep in the grieving process, but it's getting better.

I have not been a faithful kettlebell enthusiast of late. I took up yoga again after a rather long absence, and have been averaging 4-5 classes a week. I initially wanted to balance yoga and kbs, but I find that emotionally, I get a lot more out of yoga. My kettlebells are here, they're not going anywhere, it's not a membership I have to pay, and that's a nice feeling. But I just don't want to swing these days. I put Addie in all day kindergarten last month, and now I have the actual free time to do what I like. It's an awesome feeling.

My body composition has changed a lot since increasing my yoga practice. I don't want to use the adjective 'solid' - but that's how I feel. Muscular. Grounded. I'm very aware of how I sit, stand, walk. Not to mention the calmness it brings to my frazzled, cluttered mind.

So that's where I'm at these days. Not exciting, not eloquent, I know. But I've had more than enough strife to write about for the last 2 years. So you'll forgive my silence. Wrting will come back to me eventually. Just not right now.