My butt doesn't remember what my meditation cushion feels like. It's been a while and my mala beads are growing rusty. Meditation is hard, people! Although I'm very impressed with my ex-husband who has apparently been meditating 20 minutes daily for the past 3 months. Legend! Meditation, yoga, running, journaling, piano practice, writing a book, writing a letter to a friend...it's all so intimidating and time consuming. So I've given up. I'm not longer forcing myself to squeeze into these "life skinny jeans". These days I'm just asking myself, "Can I do one?" Can I meditate for just one minute? Can I run for one minute? Can I do one yoga sun salutation? Can I write one paragraph in my book or letter? Can I practice piano for just one minute? Just one? The answer is ALWAYS yes. So I do one...and then one more...and then one more. But most importantly, I never ever make myself do 'one more'. Only if I want to. // Cha