Monday, November 13, 2006

Yoga Conspiracies

Martin is off playing on the buses again, scenes from The Italian Job in his head as he zooms around corners.

The weekend was gorgeous, filled with wine and conversation (shock horror). I still managed to get some writing done, although my 'daily word count target' is at an all-time high. Need to churn out a couple of scenes and bring it back down again.

But first some yoga. I often wonder if it's deliberately orchestrated to suck you in to practicing for life; you stop doing it for a week and joints and bones start creaking. Well, at least the session ends with a nap - er, I mean a meditative relaxation period.

And then Reid's for cocktails this evening. It certainly is a tough life :)

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