I went back to yoga today for the first time since my fall. I got clearance from my physical therapist yesterday and I was fortunate because the teacher hurt her back last week, so we did mostly stretches today and I felt really good afterwards. However, this is a new teacher since our previous teacher died and I have to say, I didn't love her. Her voice isn't as soft and calming, but I suppose I'll get used to it. And I know I can't use that as an excuse not to go. Yoga is the best thing I can be doing now and forever.

Also, note to self... If you don't want to get sucked into Dr. Phil, you must turn the TV off before he comes on. It only takes five minutes or less to set the hook. And afterwards I always feel dirty.