my first...

yoga lesson ever happened today. lindsay (who is - by the way - not a girl, such as e.g. hilary p. is not a girl), one of my favourite fellow graduate students, started going there on monday, so i grabbed the opportunity to have someone to go with and thus registered for the "usc workout" today. overall, the sports facilities at usc are frightening places. dozens of identical looking very tanned very blonde girls on cross-trainers and weight-lifting 20-year old guys in muscle shirts. anyway, yoga was great, much less "spiritual" and esoteric than i expected. and the positions seemed very much as if they had been especially created to hit all the muscles on my secret "weak-spots-list". my arms are going to hurt badly tomorrow... anyway, i'll go again on friday, and i'll also try to get lewis, another one of my favourite grad students (who is not a girl either, just for clarification) to join in, so that there'll be a crowd of philosophers that is big enough to counterbalance the blonde barbies.