Pilates and Posting

every(sober)day i find joy in the silliest of things. tonight, after dinner, i asked my husband to go on a ritual walk. due to my quest for something mysterious everyday, i requested a walk to our gym for a workout. i sold the venture as a yoga stretching session for our tight muscles, having forgotten that monday is pilates night. if you know anything about pilates, it is a workout of the "core." okay, my husband does not need a workout of his core. he states that his barrel is just hard enough. so about 29 minutes into this torture, he asks "how long is this anyway?" he is convinced that we have been there an hour and that i have talked him into a 90 minute session. ha, ha, ha..... i am now having the time of my life as my husband does these girlie exercises. not only is he cursing me for this, but the instructor keeps coming over to him to adjust his appendages. all the while she is describing what adjustments she is making in the mike for the whole room to hear. next, his phone goes off. this is only slightly mentioned in front of the whole class since it is pilates and not yoga. had it been yoga night, the punishment would have been much worse. he would have been castigated by the instructor, who is charge of keeping peace and harmony in yoga class. my guy pushes through all this agony....what love. as we walk home and enjoy the change of routine, i am again grateful for the mini mysteries that take place around me everyday when living without my crutches. had i been in my past routine, i would have been asleep by 9pm with my mind drenched in wine. instead i am here chronicling this moment that brought me sheer joy.

now i start posting....commemorating the mini mysteries of the day. savoring and making the moments that were passing me by before. thanks be to God!