Woke up this Morning

The question on the mind this morning, that rattled around my head during savasana was how it would all feel if I had a 40-45 minute commute to get here every morning. The shala's a lot busier by then and my finishing time would be nearer 9am as a consequence which would mean leaving work around 5 and hitting rush hour for the, more than likely, longer trek back out to the 'burbs.

I used to commute 70 minutes one way to work before I moved through to Glasgow and the thought of going back to that sort of a day doesn't really appeak. Ok, for sure I wouldn't be driving, and because it's the pre-6am train into London I'd imagine that it'd still be pretty quiet. All the same, I've grown to like having buckets of spare time on my hand. When I moved to Glasgow I gained nearly 2 hours each day back into my life and it made a heck of a difference to me. What did I fill my time with ? Guess what? Yoga. And I know where that decision's lead me. So I'm not so sure I really want to give it up. We'll see. I've to make the commute tonight to go see the place and meet my possibly new flatmate. We'll see how it goes.