Day 11. Where there are peaks, there are valleys.
I think, “For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.” For the pure amount of loveliness I had this weekend, I had nothing but sameness today. I did get to experience the first rain while in the camper. Hail too. Worked and then did some trip planning. Barely moved from the same spot all day. Did have some very yummy cold brew I made.
And tried to do yoga in this space which was an adventure but I’m optimistic that it’s partially doable - so happy I’m short. My travel yoga mat was horrible though - very slippery. Told myself that was a reason to quit.