Namaste my dear friends in the blogosphere. Tuesday morning started off with the realization and confirmation that another icon of my youth was indeed taken too early. Today Tom Petty is playing his guitar with George in the great beyond. Consequently, Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers and The Travelling Wilburys provided the soundtrack for my morning commute.
The soundtrack brought some solace and lots of nostalgia. Petty’s songs played with heavy rotation in my house. Inevitably, these songs remind me of my parents and all the great times we had as a family growing up. Not surprisingly, as my kids have spent many their summers with Minnesota, these same songs conjure up sweet memories of their time in Minny with my folks. Music unites us, our collective experiences and the generations. One simply cannot ignore or question the power that music has to shape our lives.
Tonight, after too long of an absence, I finally made it back to Burn Fitness for yoga with my beloved yoga teacher Monica. Oh boy, am I going to hurt tomorrow. Undeniably, my return to yoga was long overdue for both my physical and mental well being. After a year of pain and grief, tonight’s class felt like a welcome release. As I work to get rid of the Irma weight, I’ve made the commitment to myself to take time and devote it to my yoga practice . This is long overdue as all of the running and Zumba are quite taxing on my body. Meanwhile, yoga is the perfect anecdote to keeping my body in peak physical shape.
Post yoga, its all about the MLB wildcard game between my Minnesota Twins and the New York Yankees. There’s something alluring and thrilling about baseball in October. It definitely peaks my interest significantly more than the regular season. We just turned the game on and its tied 4-4 at the bottom of the 4th. We’re already into our bullpen. Consequently, this isn’t the best harbinger for a favorable outcome for my Twins. If the Twins lose, work will surely be miserable tomorrow with all the Yankees fans in the office. Let’s go Twins!