Hooray Today

My friend and brilliant yoga teacher Paisley and her husband came by and wheeled me up to Central Park, where we lay in Sheep's Meadow and she helped me figure out some ways to stop the Fonda moves from binding my hip flexors, which have been uncomfortable enough to wake me up at night;
and I rolled around in the grass and looked at all the people;
and Richard wheeled me really fast back down the hill out of the park;
and we went into a store and shopped a bit;
and got coffee;
and went back to their apartment and had lunch;
and then she wheeled me home.

It was the longest yet I've been out of the apartment.
My shoulders are sunburned.
I'm tired in the way you're tired when you've actually done something.