Sitting with sangha. Monks wear robes in the zendo once a month when we have a more formal sitting. This was the first since my ordination. I was roasting and wishing that the heating hadn't been turned up high to beat the winter chills. The person sitting opposite me hadn't seen my bald head and kept bursting out laughing at it (in an affectionate way). Otherwise it was normal easy sitting. After a lot of cushion time last week my injured knee is now pretty much back to sitting fitness and the time felt like nothing.