It is Murphy's Law that my public declaration of committing to a weekly yoga class (at the studio) would be accompanied by upheavals in what is already a very unstable schedule.

Alas, my best yoga was done in the middle of the night when I got up to nurse my baby. Since he has been sleeping 5-7 hours at a time, even my night yoga has disappeared.

I am reminded of my favorite entry in the Tao Te Ching, number 76. It speaks of the difference between the stiff and the yielding. The stiff tree will break, the yielding tree will bend, so on and so forth. Those without flexibility never win a battle, bla, bla, bla...

I told you (all three of you who read this) that I would fess up if I didn't keep my commitment, albeit so you could feel better about yourselves. So go on, get snug and righteous. There ya go, mmmm, doesn't that feel good? Ahhhh, you're not as lazy as I am.