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Old Style, Young Body

I went to bed Sunday night at 11 PM. I awoke to my screaming alarm at 6 AM. I was shocked by the interruption to my previously unruffled sleep. Were we being bombed? Was there a fire? No. Yoga was happening.

That’s right. I recalled the insane idea that had gripped me the previous night to attend the HRC’s group fitness session of yoga. Bright and early: 6:30 AM. Now that I think about it, the phrase “bright and early” really doesn’t make a whole lot of sense. It wasn’t bright at all! In fact it was dark, so I was left to biking the distance hoping that there wasn’t some stick lying on the sidewalk waiting to trip up my bike and my youthful dreams of flexibility.

It turned out to be a fantastic experience (against the expectations of college students waking up everywhere). The stretches and exercises that ranged from easy-peesy to agonizing woke up my body, mind, and spirit. I got back, had a great breakfast, and was ready to start my day by 8 AM. The time I usually am waking up.

Biked to the HRC in the dark, returned to this

Morning Walk Pt. 2

At this point, I’m beyond attempting to wrap my mind around the idea that I’m here in Perugia, in the heart of Italy, able to watch the morning rays saturate the brick facades of thousand year old churches, walls, and towers. I’m just going to enjoy it.

I saw a playground at the base of the Etruscan Wall, more than 2000 years old, and could only dream of being a kid who could play here, running around and after the pigeons under the stones that have lasted through the ages, through the reigns of multiple civilizations and eras.

As I walked home, I gave thanks for this opportunity. In the caffe’ as I ate my cornetto, I pondered the mysteries of this place. Then I remembered I have some homework…maybe I can get to that later.

Morning Walk

If you’ve ever wondered, fog doesn’t “roll” in so much as it “marches” in. I say this because this morning I got up at 6:30 AM and took a stroll around the narrow streets of Perugia, and came out to the edge of the town where I drank in the panorama of Umbria hill-country.

Naturally, I came up with some of the most amazing pictures ever. This post is 1/3 words, 2/3 pictures. You’re probably sick of hearing my talk anyway.

I climbed to the nearby Monastery and sat on the steps as I contemplated the early morning sun, the tolling bells (who do they toll for again?), and the birds reveling in a sight I witness far too rarely.
The morning completed HERE