One hour of Yoga. Spent in my room, with the blinds closed, patiently going through the positions I remember from memory. Remembering and reflection are almost complimentary. Searching through my mind for how I practiced before had the added benefit of focusing me very directly on what I was doing at the moment. Concentrating on my breathing and body movements, I tried to make sure I was stretching in a manner similar to the past. The best way to be sure of it was to feel it.
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