You know how sometimes we all overthink things?  I think I hit a new high (low?) this week at yoga. We had a different teacher to our usual one and this lady did a thingy at the end where she guided us through a sort of scenario while we lay on our mats under our blankets.  I’m not sure if it was mindfulness or meditation, but lying under my blanket is my favourite bit of the class so it kind of doesn’t matter.

Anyway, as part of this, we had to ‘walk along a beach…’ I imagined a beach in Cornwall with a bracing breeze…. ‘And lie down in the sand’. Well, my Cornish beach didn’t have sand and I thought lying down anywhere on a beach in this country was not going to be particularly relaxing, so I quickly moved myself to a tropical island and tried to catch up with the teacher by lying on the sand quickly. But then I realised that I was lying directly on the sand and it would feel all icky when I stood up and bits were stuck to me.  I imagined myself standing up, spreading a huge towel on the sand and then making myself comfortable. But then I remembered that I had just done all of this with bare feet. I had sand between my toes. I had to sort that out immediately….

I think I missed the rest of the thingy. I think I need to work on not thinking things though quite so much. Happily it’s a four day weekend and if today is anything to go by, I won’t be thinking very much at all :o)