Bubble

My local community centre has started up an early morning Bend and Snap class. I've not been sleeping properly of late so instead of staring at my bedroom ceiling I thought I'd use the opportunity to get in shape. At a sprightly 6am I don my loose fit tracksuit bottoms and t-shirt and head down for some energising stretches and sun salutations. Surprisingly it's rather busy in the morning, mainly with older folk. My Dad keeps reminding me the older one gets the less they need to sleep. I hope this isn't true as I quite like a lie in now and again and a life with out snuggling back down under the covers must be a miserable one. It's one of my small pleasures! That and sardine toasties.
So we woke ourselves up with a combination of stretches, hand claps and tai chi. Very relaxing. So much so I left the class on another planet and headed to work in a blissful haze. I circulated about the office in a bubble of contentment all morning until I was caught totally unaware and shredded my Team Leader's agenda for her next meeting. To say she wasn't happy is perhaps an understatement and I was soon brought back down to earth with an angry exchange in the photocopy room. When I tried to explain the benefits a morning exercise class could bring to her day I thought she was about to spontaneously combust and promptly made a hasty exit to the coffee room. Some people just don't know how to look after their health.