What to do, what to do . . .

So (my apologies to all the people who are driven crazy by a sentence starting out with the word "So"), I enjoy writing a blog from time to time, and would like to write one more often, but I feel that I need something to write about. Something specific. The events of my life are not enough, I suppose. They're enough for me, but I guess not enough to compel me to write. Or perhaps I don't like getting so personal. I don't need or want to write every day, but I think I would like to at least once a week. Thus begins my little brainstorming session:

Adventures in Yoga

Adventures in Biking

Boring Happenings in Yoga/Biking

What else do I do or love?

Books, and Reading Them

Writing Letters

I haven't done much knitting lately, so let's not write on that for now. Not much traveling either. Maybe it should be more general. Maybe I just need to make it a point to write on one of my days off. Maybe I'll make some tea, read some of my book, and sleep on it.

On the topic of yoga, I would like to share that I blacked out for the first time the other day. Not in a yoga class, actually, but in a Qi Gong class. Not a big deal really, just out of the ordinary.

On the topic of traveling and reading, my parents are planning to come up here from GA in late summer so that we can drive up to Alaska, so I am reading a book that is a traveler's coastal guide to Alaska. It's actually about water travel, so far, but has a lot of interesting information, and lots of pretty pictures.

There they are, the events of my life.