mocachapeau
Dagobah Resident
So there I was, sitting on the edge of my bed doing EE today, with my lovely Basset hound, Gertrude, sleeping on her bed a few feet away. I had just entered into the baha portion, you know, with the deep inhaling through the nose - very energizing - when it became apparent that sweet little Gertrude had some SERIOUS gas.
Well, I wasn't going to let anything disturb my routine, break the process, so I spent the next five minutes on the verge of tears, praying for the smell to dissipate. And as it finally did so, lovely, innocent, oblivious Gertrude let fly again. It was utter torture.
But I kept up the breathing, showing more self-discipline than I have in a long while! Now I know just how dedicated I'm becoming.
If suffering makes us smarter then I must have gained 5 IQ points today.
Well, I wasn't going to let anything disturb my routine, break the process, so I spent the next five minutes on the verge of tears, praying for the smell to dissipate. And as it finally did so, lovely, innocent, oblivious Gertrude let fly again. It was utter torture.
But I kept up the breathing, showing more self-discipline than I have in a long while! Now I know just how dedicated I'm becoming.
If suffering makes us smarter then I must have gained 5 IQ points today.

