Getting older

I realize that I'm not really old, but this is the oldest I've ever been! In my head, I guess I still think I'm 20. Yesterday was a prime example. Wednesdays at lunch I attend a yoga class. It's wonderful, and in spite of the fact that watching yoga brings thoughts of tranquility my teacher usually gives us a challenging class, and I'm often sore the next day. Add to that a soccer game against one of the more athletic teams in our league, and volleyball after Bible study and you get a sore morning the next day! I have bruises in funny places, and floorburn on the top of my foot! I guess the moral of my night is to take it a little easier on myself.