My yoga teacher offers super-intense classes on several winter holidays in which we do 108 sun salutations (vinyasas.) The last 108 class I attended was on Thanksgiving day, when I allegedly announced that “2016 has sucked a bag of d!cks!” One of my yoga buddies–another historian–gave me a little present today in the New Year’s Eve 108 class to help send this year on its way:
You can guess what the plan is for New Year’s Eve at the ranch.
2016 has actually been a really great year for me personally. It’s everyone and everything else that has me worried. I did my 108 vinyasas–to tunes by artists like Leonard Cohen, David Bowie, and the Alexander Hamilton: An American Musical soundtrack (my suggestion, natch.) I’m going to go all Marie Kondo on my digital and real lives starting tomorrow. It’s clear and sunny here, and 3,000+ historians are coming to town next week. What could be a better start to the year?
Bon courage & bonne année, mes amis. May you greet 2017 with a hopeful heart and a clear head. I’ll see you tomorrow with a survival guide for the American Historical Association annual conference a mile above sea level in January.