As he packed up his favorite things, a tear ran down his face.
He sat for a minute and reminisced. The days out on the lake, the evenings on the deck, the time spent with friends, all gone now. To think that all his misery began after his wife suggested he enroll in a yoga program. “Get back in shape so we can do the fun things again.” she said.
He got with the program, and enjoyed it quite a bit.
How did she find out that instead of just ‘doing Yoga’, he ended up ‘doin the Yoga Teacher’?
This little glimpse of the life of a very foolish man is my entry into Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers post. Why not check out the prompt and give it a try for yourself? Lots of fun!!!