Coldest Easter Ever

Happy Easter! and make sure you still have those parkas! I don’t have time to research NY but it’s certainly close to the coldest Easter on the East coast in spots south of here like VA, NC and KY (Accuweather.com). We had snow flurries today, which made this a colder day than the week of Christmas last year as well as forcing the ladies to keep all those “ultra-short” shorts I’ve been seeing around town new, for 2007, from coming out for the first time:

We started the morning with a hectic “Easter” brunch at Grey Dog’s Cafe, which is not an uncommon spectacle in this U of Michigan alumni owned west village spot (I now only go for the banana bread, chai and maybe a sandwich if it’s not too busy). Gotta say I thought the breakfasts were better before but I’ll still wander in when in the hood. We killed some time across the street at “Unoppressive Non-Imperialist Bargain Books” store, which if ever on Carmine St, is a good walk in for those that like cheap books with cheap covers (lots of hon-fiction mixed with political and philosophy).

We headed to the NY International Auto Show shortly after and I’ll make a follow up post on that sooner than later (I hope).

Enjoy the rest of the week, it can only get warmer right? …to think spring was supposed to start over 2 weeks ago.

Presidential Easter Egg roll:

Get Fit!

So ever since last year, when my doc said I had a rising LDL cholesterol level, I’ve looked to get fit [again] – a once easy task when sports and the gym were a daily aspect of my life. Here in the city I either find reasons not to go or just make excuses for finding the determination and time to go to the gym. Besides, New York is a walking city right… I get more exercise going to the store than most Americans do all week.

Well, those justifications were not working so I picked up tennis again, purchased the permit and actually played more than 15 times last summer – central park tracks your attendance so this is about once a week hitting the courts. I also took part in Sunday softball and a few days of petanque out at Washington Sq. Still I had a membership to a gym and went maybe once a month – I didn’t go because the gym was 20+ blocks away, small and smelled, yet I continued to pay into the membership because it was 25 a month and was part of a network of gyms through my former employer and I could get a discount when my contract was up.

So this winter I’ve been taking party in daily yoga, which originally spurred opinions of “yoga won’t get me fit” and “there’s no fitness in stretching”….. Quite the contrary, this shit is tough and I’ve been sweating at the end of each session. But not only is yoga helping with my flexibility but it’s also better than coffee in the morning for getting me motivated. I use Namaste Yoga on the fitness channel and not only are the shows fluid in instruction, but there’s a few hot instructors to keep the red blooded male interested.

Here’s a clip of the show which has been quite motivational to get me up and practicing yoga in the morning. Evangeline Duy is the hot brunette of the series which I found interesting that her resume includes redundant descriptions of “gorgeous” to describe her “skills”. What ever it takes to get the male population fit right fellas?

Yoga is the practice of quieting the mind.
~Patanjali