Cold of a sudden!

The weather outside went from 76 deg. to 56 deg. with 23 mph winds that are 46 deg., all in the span of my 60 min. yoga class! Those wanton winds. They are simultaneously playful and mysterious. 46 degrees??

My sunburn is peeling. Can anyone sympathize with the trying-on-bathing-suits plight? I went to Dillard's today with my friend who has been working out steadily since -- oh, I don't know, last April? And in clothes we both look pretty good and healthy and stuff. And in bathing suits, she looks like she should be a bathing suit model. I look ... dimpled. Dimpled with a farmer tan. But I've got a month or two till summer, right? Standing in Dillard's waiting for my friend to get dressed, I had to give myself the You-Are-in-Control-of-Your-Own-Life-Stop-Acting-Like-a-Wuss/Victim speech, but it worked and after I got some suits at Old Navy (seeing my body, of course, as a vessel of pure potential) I happily went to yoga. For the second time in ... 3 months. But also the second time in 4 days. So that's something.

I think the idea of a peace march is interesting. Not to Washington. Not to make a political point about war or greenhouse gas. But to walk together in peace. And spread the message of peace. Kind of like Hands Across America and related movements in the '80s that focused on people all being linked together in the human race (although those movements also were related to international aid). Maybe people could take pledges on how far they could walk, and all the money would go to Sudan or something. But maybe in walking en masse, people would make the point that peace is simple and important. Maybe the peace marchers could travel through every state and spread peace.