Conscious laziness

I finally got my Internet connection back on again so I should upload a couple of posts. In the meantime I am playing with Flavors.me. I love it but feel so inadequate compared to others users and their incredible pages. For starters, I need a better picture, preferably not one taken with a cell phone. It would also help if I remembered the info to access my homepage so I can tweak a few things and eventually point my domain name to Flavors.me, but I am really good at forgetting things.

I am also really good at procrastinating. I should have checked out NewWorkCity on Monday, if not then certainly today. I should have been cardio kick-boxing this morning and hip hop dancing yesterday evening.  But I never moved from home and just barely from my chair, except to get to the bed and read a great book (note to self: join Good Reads).  Right now I should be downstairs at the YMCA. I will ... in a minute or so.

 This weekend I would like to try and take the cardio kick-box class again, and go to a craft meetup of which I have been a member forever but never actually attended, and I would also like to go dancing with Marc. On Sunday I would like to hear Sharon Salzberg at the Community Meditation Center.  And maybe also have brunch at Quintessence.

I might do some of it, I might do zilch. Chances of doing it all all are quite slim. Somehow I have gone from being a gung-ho Tony Robbins devotee full of goals and timetables to this new me, a strong proponent of  conscious laziness.

OK, OK, I am going to the gym now, but only because I want to retrieve the three new books I ordered on line from Barnes and Noble. They have been downstairs with the doorman since this morning. See what I mean?

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