Willy-nilly

Into this Universe, and Why not knowing  Nor Whence, like Water willy-nilly flowing;  And out of it, as Wind along the Waste,  I know not Whither, willy-nilly blowing. Stanza XXXII of “Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam” by Edward Fitzgerald (1809–1883)

Better Than Nothing

After being knocked down with the flu and dealing with upper respiratory infection, I did my first training exercise since last Tuesday.

Did 15 minutes of SEALFit Yoga then 5 rounds of Get-ups with a 45# sandbag. Got a nice sweat going and it sure felt good to fill the lungs with deep breathing.

Easing back in.

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