I began my morning workout by discovering that nothing makes you aware of the need to vacuum more than a poorly-situated Downward Facing Dog. So it seems that I will be spending a fair portion of this beautiful snowy day indoors tidying up. I've already gotten my yoga, vacuuming and dusting out of the way but it appears that sweeping, mopping, laundry and dishes are all equal parts of my future.
The nice thing about starting the day with yoga is that once you get used to the poses it isn't an overly thought-consuming activity and it gives you an opportunity to reflect on what you hope to accomplish during the day. It gives you time to reflect on the things that are going on in your hectic life as you ascend into Eagle Pose, and makes you think that if everyone just took 5 minutes out of their day to perfect Pose of the Dancer then the world would be a much better place.
Another thing yoga in the morning does is punish you for skipping breakfast and remind you sternly that it is the most important meal of the day. As I type, I am clutching a cereal bowl and vowing that tomorrow I'll eat before I attempt the Warrior Series.
Goodness, Yoga teaches me a lot.